The Sweetheart Search
Description
Miss Choi Eunji is down on her luck in getting a job. Dubbed the ultimate penny-pincher, she's desperate to earn money.
The Sweetheart Search is the answer to her problems.
Her roommate convinces her to join a student body approved program that is similar to "The Bachelor." Eunji is paid at every filming for her participation in raising interest in her school.
Eunji is quick to learn, though, that the chosen single guy is Oh Sehun, who isn't exactly the nicest guy around. Torn between a bubbly flirt, a total romantic, and a cold-but-cool guy all while making money and trying not to break her best friend's heart, Eunji is on the way to having the time of her life.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, publications, and events portrayed or mentioned in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
This is my work, all rights reserved. If you take this from me, I'll make sure you get in trouble for it. Don't plagiarize-- that's so lame.
Foreword
I wake up for the zillionth time today, greeted by the poke of an unfamiliar index finger on my shoulder. I thank the girl, sit up straight, and wipe any drool off of my face that may have escaped my mouth (which I’m sure was swinging agape while I slept.) I watch the girl walk in. She’s tall, pretty, and thin-- I’m surprised she isn’t a super model. I shake my head. I don’t care. I’m healthy and beautiful in my own way-- Short, 50 KG, and pretty funny, if you ask me.
“Miss Choi Eunji,” a voice whispers. I walk over to the owner of that whisper and he leads me to another secluded area. “As soon as the girl inside walks out, you walk in.”
“Got it,” I affirm. We wait a few moments more, and the girl comes out.
She’s crying. How on Earth is she crying?
I walk in and see a boy who is possibly just as tired as I am. He gestures his hand toward my seat and I sit beside him. He sits there, stares at me, and I look at my palms. My stomach is growling loudly at this point, and I sigh.
“Are you going to eat that?” These are the first words I speak to Sehun, and I don’t think I’ll regret them.
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