"The snow storm are likely to hit Quebec starting tonight. So, for those who-" I sank myself deeper into the fluffy couch and sighed. "Oh gosh! The storm was unbelievable!" Jisung appeared behind me and hugged me. "Why?What happened?" "That happened," I pointed at the tv. Jisung sighed and plopped onto the couch next to me. I looked at him. He wrapped him arms around me and placed my head against his chest. "I'm so sorry. I should have send you back to Australia last week. I'm sorry because of me, we're stuck here in the storm. I'm sorry we can't celebrate the Christmas together with your family," he said. I shook my head and pushed his face slightly to face me.
"There's no need to be sorry. Besides, this is our only chance to, you know, celebrate Christmas together," I caressed his cheek. He smiled and placed a light kiss on my lips. "I don't know how you do it but you must be a genius in coaxing others," he chuckled and stood up. "Gotta settle some things and I'll be right back here,okay?" I nodded. He pecked my lips again. I slapped his shoulder. "What?" "Naughty!" "Only to you!"
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I giggled and watched him climbing the stairs like a zombie. "Stop it, Mr. Han, you only got 5 minutes!" I yelled. He quickly picked up his pace and stumbled while getting up the stairs. I laughed and focused back at the tv. Nothing interesting so I decided to watch some animal documentary. Bleh, weird huh? Well, this what happens when the there's nothing to watch.
Suddenly, I felt a cold hands on the sides of my neck. I chuckled. "Well, Mr. Han. You're late," "Well, honey. I'm never late," I froze. It's a woman's voice. I turned around and to my horror, a woman around my age was smiling at me. I pushed her hands away from me and fell on the floor. "WHO ARE YOU!?" "Oh, that hurts my feeling. You should know who am I," She laughed. Her face was pale and she's too thin. I got up.
"Soyeon!? What are you doing here?" I heard Jisung's voice. I looked at him and about to run up to him when I felt someone pulled me. In the blink of an eye, I was in her arm. Her other hand was pointing a gun at me. The cold metal was pressed against my cheek. "Hello, Jisung. We meet again," "Jisung! Who is she!?" "Shut up, girl," "Let her go!" Jisung lunged towards us. All of the sudden, I heard a gunshot followed by a scream. "JISUNG!" I elbowed the woman and held Jisung. "No!" Jisung cried. I turned my head around and saw a vase flying towards me. It slammed against my head and I fainted.
