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Flashback | Ahn Hyerin

Saturday, 4:47 pm

The day has come, after working for four days straight, the weekend has finally arrived. Thankfully I wasn't broke at all and had enough cash to buy Jungkook's mother a gift, today is her special day after all.

I told myself many times not to screw this up, my world would literally tear apart if his own mother thinks I'm no good around him and his family. A good first impression to his family is important and that is my goal this evening.

My makeup was all done and I was ready to head out but before any of that could happen, I have to get through my parents' curiosity of where I was heading to. Can people really read my mind? Or did I just talk too loud that my mother just barged inside my room, with another confused expression, she asks me 'why are you all glammed up Hyerin?'

Heaving a deep sigh, I answer her same question, "I am going to Jungkook's family party. I will be back before ten, I promise."

The dark haired woman approaches me to get a closer look of myself, eyes bobbing up and down, she examines me, sending off thoughts and feelings that she might not approve and will tell me to stay home for no reason.

"Okay...but please fix your hair, you always have it down." She comments, exiting out. Another sigh escapes my lips. At this point, I don't really care whatever they say anymore. I've been meaning to move out but I just can't. They won't allow it and plus how am I going to pay off my rent and debts with just a part time job.

My dad did not question my whereabouts which was good, he is a bit softer and less overprotective than my mom. Which should be the stereotypical opposite but it's whatever.

It's not that I don't like my parents, I mean they're great, but they've held me back from doing so many things throughout my youth that I didn't even get to cherish anything. I've never gotten to experience going to sleepovers because of their worries that something might happen to me.

At times, I did rebel and got caught and the unnecessary punishments they gave me is something I don't even want to talk about. Although they're like this, I do know that they're only doing this because they love me but it's just far too much at this point.

A twenty one year old can't move out and live her life free and learn to be independent which saddens me the more I think about it.

Right on time, Jungkook's car was already waiting outside. The driver rolls down the window and there revealed a nicely dressed boy with a cheerful smile on his face.
I hasten my steps as I walk closer to the car, and just when I was about to lay a finger on the door, another hand beats me to it.

Who doesn't love a gentleman?

Jungkook was all smiles today, and can I comment that he looks so handsome when he's dressed so formally. Did I mention that the cologne he's wearing smells so masculine with a hint of fruit? I absolutely love it when boys wear cologne, but should never abuse it.

I mumble a 'thank you', stepping inside of his car as he closes the door for me. Buckling my seat belt in, I wait for his return and examine the interior of his vehicle.