A/N:

Annyonghaseyo = Hello (formal)

Aniyo = No

Recap:

I looked up into her eyes and croaked out the words, “We’re in deep sh*t…” Oh crap! I just said a bad word! Please forgive me!

“What’s going on?” Dara asked confusedly, “You just said a forbidden word.”

“What have we got ourselves into?” Bom silently shook her head.

“Listen Bom. Calm down and explain everything to me… slowly.”

“Did you see that?” she looked around and whispered, “I saw something on his wrist.”

After a full minute of silence, Dara finally caught on, “You mean… the scar?”

“Yeah, I’m sure it was a dragon,” Bom sighed. “We’re really in deep sh*t,” Dara huffed out with a pale expression.

Bom’s POV:

It’s been three days since the incident; also three days since we avoided them. During these past three days, Dara and I wandered off into a hotel to avoid all kinds of connection with everyone; we didn’t even go to school! I’ve been thinking about all kinds of solutions and possibilities about the situation we’re stuck in. “Bommie-ah,” Dara quietly sat down on the bed beside me, “We need to do something. Can’t stay like this forever.”

“I thought about it. Three solutions possible… I’m still unsure of the results,” I signaled for Dara to lay down.

“First, easiest option of all. Forget about everything that happened. Act like nothing is wrong, and go on with our current lives.”

“That solution seems like it won’t hurt anyone,” Dara forcefully smiled.

“Second, may have the worst outcome of all if we don’t prepare for it. Talk everything out with them. We’ll have to react as fast as possible according to their actions.”

“Third, the hardest of all. Revenge.” Dara widened her eyes at me as I finished. Soon, a smirk landed on her face and her eyes glistened, “Revenge eh? Interesting enough.”

Dara’s POV:

I asked Jiyong to see his dad in order to improve our relationship as a cover to the real reason. Of course I’m smart enough to drive Jiyong and TOP away so Bom and I could get to the plan. I sighed and raised my hands up to the doorbell and press it… once, nothing… twice, still nothing… three times, silent… frustrated, I press the bell one again, still nothing. I