❝ 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨.❞ A typical love story you might say. But what if this 'typical' turned out to have not just one plot twist? Secrets revealed, and broken hearts at an early age awaits for these ten young people...
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C H A P T E R 1 1 YEJI'S POV
It's past 7 p.m. and I decided to take an evening stroll in the park near the university. I always do this just to clear my thoughts. When I was quite far from the crowd, I heard footsteps behind me.
"Hey miss." I heard someone said.
Just hearing that made me walk faster. Hearing that, means trouble.
"Hey! Miss, why don't we talk for a minute?" The stranger pulled me into the dark alley, and I shouted for help.
He shuts me with his hands, and I pushed him away from me. I attempted to run away from him, but he was too quick to pull me back to him again.
"Just for a minute!" He screamed in anger.
He placed his face on my neck, and I started to scream. I couldn't do anything because he was holding both of my arms.
I can feel a tear falling to my cheeks, and the next thing I knew, the stranger who wanted to assault me was screaming in agony.
"Let's go!" I heard Yeonjun's voice, and he pulled me away there.
We were finally near the crowd, and we sat on one of the park benches. Both of us were panting. He brushed his hair using his hands and looked at me.
"Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded.
"Why are you here so late at night?!" He shouted.
I can still feel my hands shaking in fear. I looked at Yeonjun and sighed once again. What could've happened to me if he didn't come?
We aren't close. I just get to see him during dance training since we are in a crew.
I'm quite nervous to be near him. I heard that he's played with girls' hearts. He's known as the greatest seducer and the greatest heartbreaker of girls. Once he's near a girl, there's no way that she will not fall for him.
Now, students think that I'm one of their next targets. I'm not so sure of that, but there is no way I will fall for a playboy like him. I will not let myself fall for another womanizer like my ex.
He then looked at me in the eyes, and I immediately looked away. Then he held my hand.
"Look at me," He said, and I foolishly obliged.
"Don't ever come here at night again, okay? I'm worried," He said while brushing his thumb on the back of my hand.
I pulled my hands back, and I noticed that she was shocked.
