Seung Ho continued holding my hand and never once did he let it go. The walk to his house took us 15 minutes and I was enjoying every minute of it. When we reached his house, Seung Ho let out a sigh.

“Ji Yeon,” he said softly.

“Just stay quiet and let me do the talking okay?” I nodded my head and we entered his house. His house was huge! I felt as though I’m a peasant walking through a castle. He even had a few maids and butlers who attended us. Seung Ho led me to his room. It was nice and clean but there were a lot of holes in the walls. I sat down on his bed as he went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he was done, he came out and sat next to me, holding my hand. I really am in love.

“Seung Ho, how come your walls have a lot of holes?” He shrugged his shoulders and I massaged it for him. As he relaxes, he answered me. “Oh, it’s because I fight with my parents a lot so I take it out on the walls.” Judging by the holes, I can tell that he was really angry everytime he made one.

“Come on,” he said. He lifted me up on his back and gave me a piggyback ride downstairs. He smelled so good now that he’s clean and fresh. His dad was waiting for him in the den. I waited outside while Seung Ho went inside to face his dad.

Seung Ho went in, uninterested in what his dad had to say.

“What is it dad?”

“Seung Ho, son... This is becoming very tiring. Every few weeks you would run away leaving me and your mother worried about you." Seung Ho smirked. “Sure you’re worried. That’s why you’re out with those and mom’s out with those morons. It’s because I’m your only son. You’re just scared that when grandpa passes away he won’t put our family on the will.” His father got angry.

“Well do you want it to end up on your uncle’s side?” Seung Ho gave his dad a look that showed he didn’t care. His dad continued talking.  “Since I managed to have a son and my brother have no kids, I have the advantage. Son, listen to me. You know you’re my heir. All my wealth will be pass down to you.” Seung Ho looked at his dad in disgust.

“All you care about is money! You don’t care about me!” he yelled as he stormed out of the den. Seung Ho slammed the door open and grabbed my hand.

“Come on, let’s go.”

---> to be continued...