"𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈, 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍."
min micha picks up the pieces of her unattended life back home after spending some time abroad in order to deal with the loss of her brother s...
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𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰
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chapter ༊*·˚#𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁
'hush, hush, hush.'
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Getting off the motorcycle, the girl dug in her shoulder bag and took out her set of keys, with an old piece of Seyeon's merch dangling between the keys. This must have gotten the boy's attention since he took a deep breath, now realizing he found himself in front of the big modern house decorated with wooden accents where he spent the best years of his life.
Micha made her way in, leaving the door open for the boy following him. "Misha, is that you, dear?" The girl's mother yelled over from the kitchen. "I'm sorry, no prince charming for you today." Micha joked and dropped her bag on the ottoman by the door. "I don't get one, but you do? I'm jealous." Causing the tall boy to slightly blush, Miha walked out of the kitchen in a long black dress and a pair of colorful designer slides. "Welcome, honey, how are you?" Miha added, making her way over to the boy for a short hug. "I'm good, thank you. How's your work going?"
The two got into their small catchup, moving it over to their couch. "Mum, some others are also coming; is that okay?" Miha nodded, looking toward the girl. "All is well; you guys have fun. I will be in the office. We are opening a new gallery." The last part was more directed at Seojun, who had previously asked about her work, and the younger Min woman left to plan what to serve with Chohaa.
