"What are you doing here, you pervert?" she snapped. He blinked, clearly offended. "Pervert? Can't I get a better nickname?" "Mr. Pervert?" Her expression hardened, while Yoongi pouted like a scolded child. "You followed me, didn't you?" she accused. "No." She stepped closer. "So what? You came for my attention? Or to see my skirt fall again? Or my lips on yours?" Her voice lowered dangerously. "Or maybe to tell the shop owner I'm your girlfriend so you get a discount?" She moved forward. Yoongi moved back. Until his broad back hit the cold white wall. "N-No..." he stammered. "Then why are you here?" She slammed her palm beside his head, trapping him. Update daily don't forget to comment vote and share Love y'all 😘

If you're reading this... They probably told you I died. Maybe they called it an accident. Maybe they never found my body. I don't know. All I know is that I closed my eyes as the author... ...and opened them as the side character I had sentenced to death. My name used to be mine. Now, everyone calls me Seo Hae-rin.