Chapter 15 - Meeting The Client

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As I went reviewing my schedule for the next month, my phone rang. Nonchalantly, I took it and it was my brother, reminding me of the meeting scheduled for this afternoon. I stopped what I was doing and asked him why he didn't tell me everything about what happened yesterday.

'Why, will you still come if you know?' he asked. Truthfully, I don't know the answer to that.

I have been looking at Yejin's achievements since before. When she started, what the reviews were, and how she eventually made it to the top. It was not easy, starting out as a personal assistant where everything would be in your hands. Getting all the ire of both clients and your boss, crying to your friends because of stress, thinking of shifting to another career. But I was amazed at how she handled them all. Now, she is one of the most respected wedding coordinators and was being booked here and there.

Weddings in Korea usually is covered by the wedding hall when booked, but since hyung wanted us to cover this, we do it typically like the Westerners. Well, except for the pyebaek ceremony, which is entirely for the newlyweds' family. Yejin will then be incharge of everything that's needed for the pre-wedding to the wedding itself, and I will be for the photography and other visual needs.

It was lunchtime and I was honestly waiting for her to call me. Last night, I gave her my number. I really, really wanted to be with her today, but then, I realized that it wouldn't be easy for her. I admit I was pretty straightforward last night, but it was because I didn't want to waste any more time. I know I didn't have any right to force something to her, not especially with what I did. And she just doesn't know that I wanted to make it right.

I will have to wait until she comes by. For now, I have to make her feel my presence. It was the best thing that I could do.

Quarter before 2pm, I headed to my car parked in the basement parking area. I decided to go to our former school alone, as I figured she might go there by herself. As soon as I got in the car, I started it and prepared to drive. But just then, my phone rang. I picked it up without bothering to look at who the caller is.

'Hello?' I said. When I heard the voice on the other line, my world literally stopped.

The drive to school was silent, because I didn't know what to say. After all these years, she still has the power to subdue me. But even if we were at that state, my heart was otherwise. It was pumping wildly across my chest. I had to take sharp breaths once in a while.

'Bin, thank you for rescuing me,' she said. Her car actually broke down while she was on the way to school. She asked me if the offer still stood, and I couldn't thank God enough for what happened. She rode with the towing service and I picked her up at a nearby convenience store. Again, it brought back so many memories and I didn't even realize it until I saw the band-aids being sold.

'It's not a problem, Yej. I was also on the way to go there when you called,' I answered. Would it be a good time to ask her how she is now?

'How are you, Bin?' she asked. Okay, well. She dropped it first.

I scanned my brain for a safe answer. I didn't want to overwhelm her with my honesty. But I realized that it's much better than bluffing.

'I'm fine, Yej. But not as fine as before.' There, I just said what was in my heart. I then took a right turn, entering the driveway that lead to the school. I showed my identification to the guard on duty and I told him we have an appointment with Fr. Kim. He then let us in. I parked my car on the visitor's parking area and we then got out to go to hyung's office.

I don't know what she was thinking, but as we walked along the corridor, I remembered so many things about us. Me and Insung waiting for them to have lunch together with her Cinderella friends, borrowing a book from her as I had none and when I returned them I always leave a note for her. I smiled at the memory and she looked at me.

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