𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬 || sansang

1.04 Jitters and critters

Yeosang tapped his left foot against the concrete step, outside the school's large entrance. Another quick peek at his watch confirmed that San indeed was late – eight minutes and forty seconds to be exact, and Yeosang hated when people were late.

A long sigh pushed through his parted lips, as he glanced towards the sky, while his hands were itching from annoyance. How did he ever end up waiting like an idiot for someone like Choi San?

"Mr. Kang?" A voice suddenly said, and Yeosang jerked his head towards the sound of his name.

Standing next to a black Bentley was an older man in a black suit, gesturing towards the car door he held open with his right hand.

"Who are you?" Yeosang asked, a brow raised with his question.

"I'm Mr. Choi's private driver, he asked me to take you to the Choi residence. Unfortunately Mr. Choi had to leave school early today, but he will be waiting for you at home."

With hesitant steps, Yeosang moved towards the car. Sure, he hadn't seen San during the two last lessons of the day, as they had been separated due to different schedules, but to hear that the younger had left school without letting Yeosang know, was just another drop in the ocean of how annoying and irresponsible he thought San was.

Not that San had his number to contact him on, but still...

Yeosang swung his bag over his shoulder and got into the car, sliding over the leather on the backseat and with a huff he leaned back and stared out the window. Going to San's home was not quite what he had planned for the day, but to get that stupid assignment over with was the only thing on his mind.

The car ride lasted around ten minutes, where Yeosang spent every single one of them hating the situation he had been put in. As the car pulled up to the driveway he did raise his head to look out the window though, where the tall white gates were opening. The driveway was covered with gravel which was crunching under the tires, and on both sides were the most beautiful rose bushes in full bloom.

As soon as Yeosang got out of the car, he was shown inside the mansion by a butler waiting at the door, and led upstairs. His steps echoed from against the stairs and throughout the huge entrance hall. It was much like his own home, only a tad smaller.

"Mr. Choi's room," the butler politely said, as he stopped outside the last door upstairs, and with a nod he turned around and disappeared around the door.

"Double-doors?" Yeosang mumbled to himself, not a stranger to such sight with golden carvings and a French vintage handle, and although he was well aware of San's family's fortune, he found himself feeling surprisingly impressed.

So far, at least - and only a little.

He knocked on the door, twice, but no answer. With a sigh Yeosang opened the door, and the second he stepped inside he felt something stroke against his ankle. He almost fell backwards in surprise, and he looked down to see a fluffy white cat, with big blue eyes staring up at him.