Scorn To Love || KTH ||

P R O L O G U E

I was happily painting on my canvas when some knocks were leaping on my peaceful eardrums. My trance stopped and my head turned involuntarily following from where the sound came from- my door.

" Come in,"

When the brown door was flung opened, a beautiful old lady's face appeared, in her blue knitted blouse and her floral skirt. A smile crept on my face as she walked in and sat on the bed edge, beside my stool.

" That's beautiful, Ga Eun-ah. Just like those fingers of yours,"

She showed me a motherly beam while her eyes tracing on my paintings, but somehow I saw a flicker of anxiety in her eyes. Some worries, and a hint of worry. I put the thin wooden stick that I held on it's place, beside the palette with colourful paints.

" Eomma...what happen? You have been stalling," her eyes quivered, she bit her lips in a nervous way and her hands, clenching onto her cloth fabric- a habit when she was anxious.

" Ga Eun-ah...I...I am sorry...but... I have a big, really big favour to ask you,"

Her voice went shaky, it was so unusual to see mother like this, as she was someone who always so graceful in all her doings. What favour would be so big for a child to her mother? When a mother obviously couldn't even be paid off for all her sacrifices.

" Eomma...tell me... I will try to do so," I am cold and not a gentle, kind type of person. But when it comes to mother, my heart would always softened.

Just by the sight of her, my breath itself would turned calm. Just anything, any favour, it wouldn't hurt to do any favour for her.

" You will...get...married...will you?"

Maybe not all favour. This one seemed to make me choke on air, breathing unsteadily. My eyes soon met hers. My mouth went coarse.

" Why? Who? When?" All out at once. I couldn't control my curiousity as importantly why should I get married? First thing, the reason...

" You know...Mr Kim's eldest son, Taehyung. And...it is by....next month,"

My breath hitched, the blood in my veins probably stopped flowing right now. The nerves, all couldn't connect the information and sent it to my medulla oblongata. I just blinked. She didn't even answer my first question, the only answer that I really needed desperately.

" Why, eomma?"

" It's...your dad's company, Ga Eun-ah. That's only what can I say,"

Without any further explanation, the teary-eyed woman just left me baffled with confusion. I was stunned at that moment until I couldnt find any word to speak. Even to defend myself up. Dad's company...little that I knew, it was operating really well. Since when? That it started to go down?

My sight went searching for an A4 sized paper on my desk. The form, my dream to follow. I had filled the form with the name of university that I dreamed of, to further studies in Math fields. How I loved it.

This is my last year of school, but now nothing turned out well. My chest tightened and my eyes got blurry from the warm fluids engulfing around them.