Meeting Room

Bellos Boutique

Cheongdam Ward of Gangnam District

5:05 p.m.

“Park Bom-ssi,”

It's his voice. That raspy voice called my name.

My name, Park Bom.

Oh, it gave me chills. My stomach is twisting hard. Wait, I think my heart just stopped.

Is this even real? Am I dreaming? Have I died?

Did that man just call out my name?

“Bom-ah?” that voice called Bom’s name again.

This time Bom got back to her senses.

Her face was still looking up to Hyunwoo, her grip was tight on his coat.

Hyunwoo stared at her confusedly. He pointed his chin to that man, gestured Bom to look at that man.

But she remembered her guilts and mistakes. She shook her head and bowed down.

Hyunwoo was getting impatient with Bom.

She put all the blame for herself which destroyed her. It’s like she put the bomb inside so no one would get hurt. But she will be the one who died for the sake of everyone’s life.

Hyunwoo knows, Bom can’t be treated harshly because she would hate and harmed herself. So he sat on his chair again and lifted her face.

This gesture shocked that man as he glared his eyes towards Hyunwoo and straighten his back.

But Hyunwoo didn’t mind him, he spoke gently towards Bom, “It is finally time for fixing, Noona, and your technician is right across the table.”

That man lowered his shoulders and gazed at Hyunwoo---shocked by his ability of persuading.

Hyunwoo found Bom starting to accept herself, so he stood up.

He glared at that man.

Don’t make a mistake.

That man glared back at him.

I hope.

Hyunwoo annoyedly pouted at that man and turned around.

He walked to the door, peeked a last sight to Bom, and dissapeared