My Romeo {English version}

•°T w e n t y S e v e n°•

• Narrated by Donghun •

Hand in hand, I walk with Youra out of the park.  The fresh wind passes us, slightly messing our hair.  A comfortable silence is present between us, I look at the girl who calmly watches the movement in the street.  Youra remains thoughtful, I stop walking and get your attention, the girl looks at me looking confused.

— We're here, honey.  — I tell her.  Your eyes shine when you see the black building with the vibrant top in LED lights.  Vibrant neon tones in purple, green, pink, and blue crossing the sky giving a beautiful view from afar.

— I do not believe!  Shall we have dinner here? !!  — She turns to me, the cheer and surprise always present in her eyes.

— Yes!  I know I always wanted to come to this place, today is the day for that!  We will?

— Thank you, Dong Dong!  — Youra stands on tiptoe to seal your lips on my cheek.  I offer my arm to the one who accepts without hesitation, then we walk towards the entrance to the huge tower.  I guide the girl to the top floor where the colored lights come from.

— Good night, a table for two?  — says the receptionist with a wide smile on her lips, standing in front of the black doors of the place, next to one of the decorative green bushes.

— Yes please.  — I say to the same woman who bows and then gestures with her hands to follow her.  As the employees notice my presence, they bow, the attitude ends up drawing the attention of the others present at the place.

The receptionist stops by a table near the huge window in the lounge, I briefly thank the woman who leaves in search of the menu.  In an act of chivalry, I pull the chair out for my future girlfriend who sits gracefully.  I take my place in front of you and watch your eyes examine the place filled with round tables of smooth, light wood with black feet in model Hairpin legs.  The square glass chairs and vases with beautiful little purple orchids give the place an air of grace and modernity.  The huge windows are properly cleaned, giving customers a beautiful view of part of the capital.

The floor, also of smooth and light wood, reflects the faces of those who look at it through the slightly dull light of vintage model lamps.  A few LED lamps in blooming and colorful tones are well arranged on the beige and matte ceiling, creating a pleasant atmosphere.  Behind the wooden and black marble counter, the receptionist leaves with a black folder in hand.  She walks gracefully on her stilettos, dressed in her pantaloons and blouse equally black with the symbol of the place printed, minimally, on the upper left side.  Her hair meticulously tied in a chignon shock, the woman of about twenty-nine years in front of us and hands Youra and me the thin black leather-bound book.

— What will they want tonight? — She asks, her eyes going from me to the girl in front of me.

— What do you think of Chikin and Kimpab?  — I ask Youra to nod in agreement.

— What will they want to drink?

— A bottle of traditional soju, please.

— Right.  Your order will be ready soon.  — She makes a short bow, collects the menus and leaves.

— Does the place please you?  — I ask Youra.

— Yes. It's beautiful here, Dong Dong!

After a few minutes of waiting, a tall waiter with blue-dyed hair approaches us.  He leaves our orders on the table and with a wide and friendly smile on his lips, the boy bows and leaves, leaving us alone.  Youra takes your hands to the soju bottle on the table but I stopped it with my eyes, as soon as your hands go back under the table again, I open the bottle and serve it first and, in silence, we start to eat.  After we finished our dinner, I took her out of the tower where my driver is waiting for us, we quickly got into the vehicle and headed for my cousin's palace.  The fast route takes place in silence, as soon as we stop, I get out of the car, followed by Youra.  I take the girl's hand and accompany her to her room in silence, the halls of the palace are completely empty.

— Thank you so much for today, Dong Dong!  — the girl thanks me after stopping in front of the room door and turning to face me.

— We will have more meetings like this, little one.

— I love you so much, Donghun!  — she says smiling in a cute and shy way.

— I love you too, little one!  — I tell her.

I shorten the distance between us by pressing her against the wall, each arm on one side of her head.  She looks at me in surprise and before I can protest, I put our lips together in a calm and carefree way.  My left hand goes down to her waist, pulling her closer, I feel the girl's hand on the back of my neck deepening the kiss.  The shortness of breath hits us forcing us to stop the kiss, I pull her into a tight hug and try to regulate my panting.  A feeling of being watched fills my body, a little distressed, I look around and to my surprise and fear, a silhouette quickly disappears in the dark curve of the dimly lit corridor.  I let out a low, frustrated sigh for not being able to recognize the person, the fear settles in me quickly but I try to push the sensation away.

— Goodnight, My Love. — I say low to the girl in my arms and place a wet kiss on the curve of her neck.

— Good night, Dong Dong.  — says in the same tone.  My body shivers when she deposits, calmly sealing my neck.

Youra undoes our embrace, unexpectedly, she stands on tiptoe and steals a quick peck.  With a singing smile on her lips, the girl opens her bedroom door and enters the room.  After she closes the door, I walk towards my rooms, my mind is filled with thoughts and questions regarding the person who was watching us.  As soon as I enter my room, I walk towards the bathroom, on the spot, hurriedly remove my clothes and get into a nice hot shower trying to ward off thoughts about the person in the hall.  It takes me about twenty minutes in the bath, when I leave, I get dressed quickly in thin sweatpants and a white shirt.  I dry my hair and lie down, after about five minutes of brooding over thoughts, I fall asleep deeply.

• Narrated by Eunji •

I spent all day stuck in my room, just went out to eat.  Throughout my day I was taking turns studying and reading the gift that my brother gave me, the book Romeo and Juliet.  The story holds me in a charming way.  Romeo belongs to Trakzus and Juliet belongs to Welyx, formerly the two kingdoms were one, governed by a single king.  Juliet's family had their home within the territories that are now my kingdom, as well as Romeo who had his home where today is the kingdom of Trakzus.  After the king's death, a direct member of Romeo's family married a member of the Park family, as did a member of Juliet's family who married a member of the Seo family.

The Park family together with the Montéquios family decided then, to rule the kingdom after the death of the king, the idea was the same between the Capulets and the Seo family.  The result of this was the creation of the border that ended up giving rise to the Trakzus and Welyx kingdoms in 1470. First, the kingdom of Trakzus was ruled by the Montéquios family but after the death of its last ruler — in 1480 — the Park Family began to reign.  For the ambition of wanting to govern alone, an attempt was made — coming from Trakzus — to take the lands of Welyx which ended up breaking the alliance that the kingdoms had, resulting in the current enmity.

A maid comes into my room and leaves a white envelope on the desk next to the door.  She bows and leaves immediately, as soon as the door is closed, I get up from the bed she was sitting on, reading and walk over to the furniture.  I take the white envelope and return to the soft mattress, with my fingers, carefully analyze the triangles stamped on the purple candle.  I open the envelope and take the letter out of it, as I unfold the paper, I read his words carefully.

"Dear Eunji,
I want you to know that I'm on my way to Welyx.  I can't wait to see you, I miss you, your parents and the gossip and intrigues of your poisonous court!  I hope you have news, I will arrive in a few days!  Wait for me, I bring news of your interest!

With love, care and poison,
Drake.  ♡ "

I keep the letter in the envelope and place it under my pillow.  I fall asleep quickly because it is late, it is ten fifty-nine when my eyes weigh.