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Architecture isn't my thing, I never thought that I would be here studying what I didn't want to study

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Architecture isn't my thing, I never thought that I would be here studying what I didn't want to study. All my life I was surrounded by people who was kissing my ass. I was born in a rich family. My father was respected figure in his industry. He wants us to continue what he, his father and grandfather worked for. I am a future of the company, "the Callahan industry". 

My youngest brother, Tate is excluded, him and dad never had a good relationship, because he chose to follow his dreams. Tate always wanted to be a musician. He wanted to have his own album,  go on tours, fuck groupies. He was a selfish bastard just like our dad, so here I am now a victim of their arguments. I wasn't born to be famous or reach. For some people money was key for happiness, for me, repairing something what was broken. After the academy I come at Joo's to do what I want to do. I met him two years ago on the roadway. my car broke down ( yes expensive cars can break down too) and he offered to help,from that day I work in his shop, fixing cars and shit.

 my car broke down ( yes expensive cars can break down too) and he offered to help,from that day I work in his shop, fixing cars and shit

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I'm working on a car when thoughts of Anna hit me again. her green eyes, cherry red pouty lips wich beg to be sucked and bit
and most importantly her curvy body.

why in the fuck I'm thinking about her, it's not like I've never seen a hot piece of ass,but I feel like she's different.

even her sketches I saw today, they were fucking perfect, all the curves and details were draw perfectly.

"Leo !" jo's oice drags me back in reality.

"client is here have you finished yet?"

"in a minute" I answer.

"mr.park,have a seat your car will be ready in a second." jo's voice trailed of.

I tried not to think about blond artist and concentrated on finishink my work.

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