Kim Jungwook leaned against the railing of the school roof as he gazed longingly at Sooyeon. She truly was a beauty, and his hear swelled with affection. She was still going at it with her rubber bands, trying to create an anklet for him. He smiles at her - it wasn't often you could see him smiling - and yet with her, it became the easiest thing in the world.

He no doubt loved her, no matter what the others called her. Stupid, crazy, dramatic he couldn't care less. All he knew was that he loved her. She hummed as she worked her fingers fumbling every now and then and Jungwook waited patiently. 

His insides bloomed with warmth when she looked up at him, eyes squinting due to the shine of the sun, and she said, "It's all done!" 

He leaned over to see and could only grin at the array of colors sporting his ankle - it could've been in purple (his least favorite color) and he still would've loved it - anything made by Sooyeon, he loved.

He just loved her.

So, without warning, he leaned in giving her a small peck on the cheek. The small giggle that followed as he pulled away did wonders to his stomach which flipped over in somersaults of affection.

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The subject of marriage had fallen upon the dinner table that night. 

"What?" He slammed his fist down onto the table. "No! No, I won't marry Soojung!"

His father raised an eyebrow at him, almost amused. "No? What makes you think this is a choice?"

"It's my life--!"

"--and it's our money!" His fathers voice boomed and Jungwook flinched. "You will do what we say and that's final!"

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