1 Lost Cravings
Yonna never could really forget her high school teacher, Mrs.Kwon, who would seem to set her heart ablaze. Though Mrs.kwon aka Yuri always stated that her love for yoona was mutual, the simple friendship quickly involved into something far more than simple teacher and student. Though the young Yoona graduated school and moved on to college, Kwon stayed in her mind
Yoona now 24 works with UIOA, an undercover group of agents who take on brutal cases of murder and theft. But when Yoona is faced with a case targeting Yuri kwon husband, Minho, how will she deal with it? And will that love ever light again?
"Hello” my voice bellowed and sluggish as I picked up the phone, around 5 in the morning.
"Yoona! I needed you in the office in 20 minutes ago, get your ass out of bed and get to the office before I fire you” Taeyeon my boss said literally yelling into my ear.
“Damn just because you’re a boss doesn’t mean you have to make me deaf” I pulled the cotton pillows over my ears, still hearing Taeyeons screams on the phone.
“Arrgh” I growled moving back under the sheets.
30 seconds later
“Hay, your boss is freaking yelling at me” Tiffany my roommate said busting open my room door.
“Owww” I said feeling the hard hit of the phone against my head.
“What?” I quickly got up from the bed exposing my head from under the sheets.
“Answer the damn phone it’s on 5:40 in the morning, I also have a life dammit” she slapped the door while leaving.
“I’m on my way" I hug up the phone on Taeyeon who was still talking.
30 minutes later
Bleached jeans, a white V-neck shirt and a leather buckled boots were all I wore leaving the large apartment with a large leather backpack around my arm.
“Tiffany I’m leaving to work, don’t wait up tonight”
“Whatever, tell your fucking boss if she doesn’t stop calling so early in the morning, I’ll break into her office one of these days and rip up all the phone cords” Tiffany threatened from her bedroom.
“Ha” I laughed closing the front door.
My motorcycle sat against the apartment building walls with a couple chains around its body. It was a Black Kawasaki ninja bought for me by my old man. I beauty it is, I must bluff.
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