-A girl named [name] has been living in Kopino School with other kids with Mr. Kim since she was a kid. Her mother died back then, but what if she meets a man that changes her life?
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Later that night, Kang Won Seok, the lawyer who knew our father, came back to fetch me as I waited. I said goodbye to my mother and brother, then quickly went to the car. Arriving at the airport, I was amazed that we were sitting in the Business class, which made me feel uncomfortable. I noticed the attorney talking on his phone silently, which piqued my curiosity, but I decided to look away and started typing on the airplane pad attached to my seat.
Inside the luxurious Business class cabin, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness about the journey ahead. Glancing out of the window, I watched the bustling airport activities below. Kang Won Seok noticed my restlessness and said with a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, [name]. Your father's affairs are in good hands, and we'll take care of everything."
I didn't believe what Kang Won Seok was saying, so I just sat there and decided to watch a movie, attaching a headset. As I engrossed myself in the movie, I suddenly felt a breath on my cheeks and looked around. I met hazel brown eyes looking directly at me, which made me quickly remove the headset.
Startled, I blinked and tried to compose myself. The person with the hazel brown eyes smiled at me and sat in one of the plane seats beside me.
"I almost messed this up; I thought this flight was scheduled for tomorrow, but it turns out we're fleeing today," he said, making me look at him with a mixture of confusion and annoyance, wondering why this jerk was sitting beside me.
He continued talking, but I couldn't quite understand what he was saying. "Right, they're really in a hurry. Look at you, your father reserved you a Business class flight."
"Who are you? Why are you following me?" I asked, my expression turning fearful and perplexed, causing the man to smile widely. "Do you know who I am?" he inquired, to which I simply stared at him, making the man chuckle.
"I am your husband," he proclaimed, leading me to scoff and glare at him. "That's okay; if you know that much, it's enough," he replied nonchalantly and began opening a magazine.
"Hey, darling, you'll be arriving soon in Korea. Do you want to know why you're going there?" he asked, but I didn't know what to say, which made the man scoff. "Of course, you don't know. It's your first time in Korea, right? Can I give you a piece of advice?" he continued and finally looked at me, leaning over slightly.
"It'll be really useful when you get to Korea; just communicate in English," he advised and started speaking in English himself. "Koreans love people who speak English; they'll work for you, 100 percent. Of course, the American accent is the best. Just pretend you're a second or third-generation Korean-American-trust me, they'll worship you," he said maniacally, causing me to look away, feeling uncomfortable around him.
"And also, the British accent is okay too, but Koreans don't use it, so the American accent is best; it works every time," he continued. Just as I was about to speak, he cut me off and switched to speaking in Hangul.
"Don't just use them with an accent; never-Koreans hate it-especially kopinos," he said while smiling at me.
([Kopinos means = Korean + Pilipino])
"Don't you agree?" he asked, making me glower at him. "Who the fuck are you?" I demanded. He responded with a wide smile, "I told you, I'm your husband," and started playing something on the screen in front of us. "You must be thankful to experience married life for a short time," he added cryptically.
"What?" I asked, growing increasingly confused as the man who claimed to be my husband stared at me and said, "You may think we're the same age; somehow, I look young, but I am quite old. But age doesn't matter as long as we love each other," he said, making me look at him in disgust.
"So, because I said so, don't treat me without respect. I might spank you," he added, causing me to raise my hand, ready to slap him. However, our interaction was interrupted by a flight attendant who stepped in and said, "Sir, you need to go back to your seat," prompting me to lower my hand.
The man in front of me just smiled at the flight attendant, grabbed my unoccupied cup of juice, and stood up to his seat. As he looked down at me, he slowly bent down while glancing at the screen in front of me and said, "I mean, just think about it? Do you find it odd that traveling to another country is not as easy as going to a bar or casino? It requires a visa and passport," he said, finally looking at me, bending even closer, and reaching beside my ear, making me back away.
"Do you find it strange? You may be smart; you're a teacher, by the way, but I can tell you the reason," he said, attempting to lean in even closer to my ear. I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself, but when I felt him bite my earlobe, I gasped in shock and quickly moved away from him. The man chuckled and walked away, leaving me in a state of disbelief.
I couldn't believe what had just happened. Who was this man, and why was he behaving in such a bizarre and inappropriate manner? I felt a mixture of anger, fear, and confusion, and the encounter left me shaken and on edge for the rest of the flight.
"I have a meeting," Young Ju said while sipping her coffee, and beside her, a girl wearing a uniform was looking through pictures of [name]. She glanced down at the airport where she saw [name] surrounded by bodyguards, making her smirk.
"Wow, look at her, unnie. She looks pretty in here," the girl said, showing [name]'s picture surrounded by students and another picture showing her brother half-naked and bruised in the face.
"Unnie, you don't know about any celebrities, right? - look at this, he has such built muscles," she continued, showing a picture of Marco, making Young Ju look at her with disbelief. "So what do you want me to do?" Young Ju asked, and the girl just smirked in response.
"Just do what I've been told," she said, looking away briefly before looking back at [name]'s picture. As she observed, she began to feel jealous because of [name]'s natural appearance in the picture, showing her perfect smile and short hair as she interacted with her students.
"She's kinda pretty, you know," the girl said, while pointing at the picture, making Young Ju look at it too and nod slightly.
Young Ju couldn't help but feel a mix of envy and curiosity while looking at [name]'s pictures. It seemed that [name] had an effortless charm and a magnetic presence that captivated those around her. Her smile radiated warmth, and her confident demeanor made her stand out from the crowd.
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