I sat on the passenger seat on the way home after Mr.Jung the driver picked me from school. After umma died couple years ago, I decided to minimalize my outside activities just to cook appa some homemade food umma used to cook for him. Appa never want to eat foods the maid cooked, instead he only wanted mine. After umma died, I treasured every time with him and became the daddy's good girl. I rarely hang out with Chora and I didn't do cheerleading anymore. That’s how much I loved him, how much I treasured him as the only one keeping me living on this earth.

And that was getting worse as the stock of appa's company was declining by times, followed by his health. I was deadly worried about him.

I tied the apron's knot on my waist to made him a warm samgyetang soup. I also tied my hair in a messy bun before starting to cook the dish.

"Here's my lovely daughter."

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands were resting on my two shoulder, giving one last stir to the dish. The old man peeked above my shoulder. "You really know what this old man wants." He patted the top of my head before dragging his two feet to the dining table. I chuckled, quickly finished the dish and served it on the table.

"You are really pretty. What kind of a lucky man would be your husband, heum?" Appa cooed greasily and I softly hit his shoulder. "I really want you to get married soon. So when I am gone, there--"

"Appa!" I quickly cut him, frowning at the topic that was leading to. The old man chuckled and took a sip of my signature soup dish.

"Life can not goes forever, darling. I will be gone someday, I won't stay here forever. Beside, I want to meet your umma on heaven. She must be really pretty and happy." He patted my head affectionately once again, chuckled dreamily on his own thoughts. I knew the fire love he had for umma never slacked, not even a little after she left us. That made me wonder, would I found a love like theirs? That sweet, endless and eternal love. Did it even exist in our generation? Would someone still madly in love with me, even after I died or such? Even if I grew old and aging? Would someone still love me even if I grew wrinkles and pimples all over my face?

"Don't think like that, appa! At least not at the dining table." I whined, almost crying at the thoughts. Just a small shadow about him leaving already brought me to endless nightmare. Just thinking about it made one crazy. How could I live alone in this scary world?

"Don't worry, before I've seen your soulmate, I'll try hard to live." He replied with an ambiguous sentence, ending it with a loud cough. I pouted and sit beside him, biting my lips. I didn't bothered to continue the debate--whether it's finished or not.

*

Kai's P.O.V

There are two methods I use to get laid with girls. And being a generous and y man I am, I would teach you. And no--it's free lesson. Don't you think it's the luckiest day ever exist on history? Okay, let the master began the lesson.

First, image is important. The image you have will built imagination on girl's mind. And bad boys and secretive guys are totally sold out, if you might want a change to your old, unattractive self.

Second, don't show how lusty you are, but act like a gentleman and treasure her, act like you crazily in love with her--even if it's only for the night. Let the connection slowly develop as you watch her fell for you. She will feel loved, even if all you need is her . Well, I mentally chuckled at those thoughts.

For a little additional tip, you may not mind to give her number to call. It couldn't be your number, cause girls could be annoying at times, thinking that one night would made us fall for them. But no worry, you can make up reasons afterwards.

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I was walking to the dancing room, intended to do a little warming up since I didn't get spare time to dance recently. I was sure no one would use the dance room, since it’s been pretty late for anybody to be in school. But instead of finding an empty room, I spotted a girl there, scrolling to the iPod which connected to the speaker. Disappointment immediately crawled inside of me. I sighed, muttering a couple curse words. I intended to  leave the scene before suddenly, the music blasted and I couldn't help but stop. I moved my gaze back inside the room, finding the so-called girl started to move her hips and dance to the beat.

I have never seen this girl before. Could she be a transfer student? I tilted my head, trying to dig into my memory to figure out if this girl was one of bunch of girl I have ever get laid with. But considering that I have to write a thesis on the girls I ever laid with and being a little dickhead I am,  it was not important to remember those faces. I tended to forget them after the business.

Couple minutes passed and I was still watching her infront of the door, didn't really know what was holding me from leaving the scene. I felt the heat rose in me as I watch that body swinging everywhere to the beat. She was wearing a sleeveless white t-shirt that started to get soaked by her sweat, giving more access to see that s-line, along with short tight pants that hugging those curvey legs. I gulped at the sight as I felt this weird sensation that I clearly translated to. I needed her. Like right now.

I put up a smirk of confidence and opened the doorknob, expecting her attention. And it succeed. She stopped moving, turning her gaze to me in confusement. She shove strands of soaked-with-sweat hair covering her eyes behind her ears, did I say prettily? I cleared my throat, trying to regain more confidence. "Who are you?" She asked gently while gulping the bottel of mineral water to half. I bit my lip in daze. She didn't know me? I was shocked at the moment, when suddenly, a face of recognition was written in her face.

"Ah! You are Kai, right?" She asked, walking towards me with a sudden change of attitude. I gulped once again. What's with you Kai? Why are you being such a coward now?! I hissed on my mind, begging my usual self to get show itself. The sick bastard side of me should show by now!

"Is there anything I could help?" She asked, and I could spot a hint of mischievous smirk there.

I nodded charmingly, trying to act the way it used to be. I am Kai, and I would refuse my pride to be hurt, just because of a chick I just saw. "I saw you dance and I thought you are great. I was--"

I really was going to continue my sentence, before it was clearly cut by those vicious lips of her, smashing those plumpy lips on mine. She gave no distance along with her hands running through my hair, clearly hinting that I really need to cut the sh*t off and started her like crazy.

And she succeeded