It seemed as if the Gods were mad, it was pouring cats and dogs, and there seemed to be a storm incoming. The sudden thunder shook my small frame. I was mildly scared of lightning. It scares the sh*t outta me. I scurried as fast as I could in my heels.
I had been attending a party at this perverted playboy's farmhouse only because of the presence and persuasion of my friends. I did have a lot of fun and didn't notice the time passing. My friends all left without me because they most probably wanted me to spend quality time with the host, that is, the perverted piece of sh*t. The guy offered me a ride in his flimsy car but I gladly declined the offer, plus I didn't want to cause any further inconvenience. I only wanted to stay a good mile away from him.
I now regret it. There's no taxi in sight nor any mobile cab service. I decide to walk a bit further till I find a cab. You must be wondering how dangerous it is for a girl all alone after dusk but let me assure you, I am my dear Taekwondo teacher, Mr. Jung Taekwoon's favourite pupil. 🙋
Reminding myself of that fact only dampens my mood, Will I make it alive tomorrow?
Being dramatic, I am now in a housing street with mansions lining up at the sides with sprawling lawns and the weather turns a shit ton worse. It seemed that anytime the sky would split open and the lightning would fry me alive. Using last of my calm, I decide to take shelter for the night, and the best part is that I won't have to inform anyone at home because no one is there for a week. (A reason I went partying)
I skip across the lawn of one of the houses and try to focus my eyes in the darkness to read the names of the people that reside here. I see in the brief flash of light, three names with same surnames, though I can't actually read the names. I conclude that a family of three lives here. 'Maybe it's best that I ask for shelter here...It's the best option.' Thinking that, I ring the doorbell.
The door opens after a while to reveal a man probably in his late twenties wearing sweatpants, a tee and messed up hair. As my eyes reach his face, both of us gasp, he in realisation, and me, in horror.
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Mr. Kim?"
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