in which a normal girl transfers into a prestigious, private performing arts school in South Korea. Where she encounters an elite clique of dashing, popular high-achievers and finds love.
and did I say normal? I meant to say unusual, mainly because...
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"It's okay. I'm here, waiting for you. Like I always was"
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The rain poured heavily onto the limousine as Yoongi and I sat inside the large building. He decided to have his celebration at his fathers office. I decided tonight was going to be a night he won't ever forget.
"You okay?"
I turn away from the window facing him, "yeah" I said softly forcing a smile. He reaches out and caresses my face, "this is it.... after this we'll move into our new house, I'll be able to take over my family's company and everything will be okay for us" he says smiling widely.
Quite the expectation he had, us living happily after ever. It was naive of me to think that him and I could be together. Be something. Anything. Despite all of our differences, and despite everyone telling me about him...
I wanted to believe that he was a good person, that he wasn't what everyone made him out to be. And honestly, I was scared.
I wasn't scared about the truth coming out today, I was more scared of me regretting everything I've ever done with him. Regretting him being the father of my unborn child.... regretting ever meeting him.
And worst of all, regretting that I didn't listen to Jimin.
He was about to say something when his door open, causing both of our attention to turn in that direction. There stood one of Yoongi's staff holding out an umbrella for himself, and I'm assuming the larger one for Yoongi and I.
"they're ready for you, Mr. Min"
Yoongi nods before stepping out the car, he grabs the umbrella, before walking to the other side of the limousine to get me.
The door opens, and the smell of rain made my queasy, suddenly my heart began to pound faster than expected.
I inhale and exhale deeply with the multitude of thoughts running throughout my head at the moment.
What if it's nothing? What if it's worst the jimin described? Would I ever be able to leave him? What happens if something goes wrong? Where would I even go? Who can I trust?
"Maya?" Yoongi voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I felt as if I was having a panic attack, I placed my hand above my stomach trying to chance my breathe.
"hey, hey, hey... w-what's going on? A-are you okay? Are you in pain? Is it the baby?" Yoongi quickly bends down, coming to my aid.
I shook my head trying to calm myself, I look up at him and our eyes were searching each other.
"What is it?"
"I love you." I confess.
"W-what?" He stuttered as if it was his first time hearing me say those words to him.
