Both students who were on their last senior year, had been carrying a significant reputation among the high-school students everyone was afraid of; Jung Jaehyun, known as the tattooed handsome playboy and badboy in school nobody dared to lay a finge...
"Really? When did this happen?" Their bubble of talk filled with laughters never ended as Chaeyoung was preoccupied with piercing her fork on the rice. She could confirm that she was not really interested in the ongoing convo nor being here.
Mr. Park eventually returned from his business trip that lasted for 5 months and showered them with hugs, caught up with things his wife told him, including an intense conversation about her health with his daughter.
The blonde raised a head at his father. The man was a clear head higher than most people she would consider tall. Somehow he wasn't lanky though, there's bulk on him and muscles beneath the livery were to be seen. Besides his shaggy face, his eyes still screamed for power.
And now, they all sat on the table that they used to gather many memories on. Conversations while eating was one of the ways they loved one another, another way to bring out that inner sunshine and she finally had both of her parents in front of her eyes after a long time, like in the past.
Chaeyoung missed him or in other words, missed this feeling his father brought with himself, making the house seem like an actual home. Well you can't call it home if the returned person planned on to disappear the other day, but Chaeyoung satisfied herself like this.
Surprising to say that she was almost compelled to smile whenever his father threw a random joke, but nonetheless, her state of mind didn't alter. Too bad she was fucking drowning in anger and vengeance.
When they both were lost in their exchange of words, Chaeyoung's phone tinged with a message. She stealthily opened it up under the table only to see the most alluring face. He looked like a deity - the perfect balance of danger and charm, utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way. She couldn't help but to smile at the screen, appreciating every inch of his tantalizing facials.
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Oh, how she wished to just barge into his room and leave traces of hers on him again. She felt icky thinking like that but how come you resist him? She couldn't help but to long for the timbre of his voice, the strength of his embrace and his kisses and it's just been an only morning they spent together.
Her mouth twisted into a smile she wasn't aware of, until her dad spoke and pulled her out of her trance. "So..tell me more, Chaeyoung."
"I don't have anything else to tell you," She puffed a slight snicker, considering the fact that she pretty much updated him about everything going on in her current life with some lies in-between.
"Well," The man started from the host seat. He put down his fork and knife onto both sides of his plate and rested his elbows on the table with interwined hands. His posture when becoming serious on the dining table surprisingly never changed."Did our Chaeyoung find a lover?"
"Umm-" Chaeyoung put the phone away into her back pocket of her jeans and avoided the look in his eyes. That Jaehyun didn't cross her mind would be a lie, as she clenched her jaw.
