He was the heir...

 

 

She came from the slums, and took over his place...

 

 

 

And just like that, she found herself on top of the world at a high rise. 

 

 

Rahyo stiffened seeing the windows to the black Tucson rolling down. 

 

She waited for the owner to finally appear as the window slowly revealed his face. 

 

From his rich black hair,  thick brows and piercing eyes, down to his thin lips. 

 

He is handsome, alright. But the way his brows furrowed and his lips forming a thin line makes the girl feel uneasy towards him. 

 

"Don't you think my window's way too expensive to be a mirror?" He asked, smirking at her. 

 

Crap. He didn't sound nice. 

 

"W-well..." She stuttered, raking her friends for a way out to this small but growing trouble. 

 

The guy arched a brow at her. "Well?" he urged. 

 

"W-well..."

 

Just then, as if the heavens knew all about her current suffering, she heard somebody calling for her from afar. 

 

"Rahyo-ah! Someone's looking for a place to park his car?"

 

Instantly, the female's head snapped to the direction of the voice, prompting the guy inside the car to raise both brows in a short time. 

 

"I'll be there in a minute!" 

 

"You're the parking attendant?" Jaehyun asked without any preamble when the girl faced back in front. 

 

"Ah," she chuckled uneasily. "Actually, no. It was my father, but he's I'll right now so I'm taking over his place for now." She explained kindly but that statement caused more crumple on the guy's brows. 

 

"The deaf man?" 

 

Rahyo blinked. "H-he's not actually deaf." She started. "It's just that he can't hear clearly, so you need to speak loudly for him to be able to hear you properly—"

 

"Yeah, whatever." The guy mused monotonously, looking around the interior of his vehicle before looking back at the woman outside. 

 

"The point is," Jaehyun said with his no nonsense face, locking gazes with the uncomfortable girl. 

 

"You and your ways of living is illegal," She frowned at his statement, not catching on with what he's saying. 

 

"This is a parking lot for this," Jaehyun quoted in the air. "'Newly built' high rise, and not much of its units were occupied, so how much we have a lot of different cars parked every day, right?"

 

She felt drying. "W-well..."

 

Jaehyun crosses his arms on top of his chest before nodding. "Okay, explain yourself," he urged. 

 

However, even before Rahyo could start with her explanation, the guy spoke again. 

 

"Well, obviously," he sighed, looking at his reflection in the mirror, secretly adoring his self. "It's simple. You let people from other places park in huge wide spot without having to ask permission from the owner because you're getting paid, right?" He finally shot her a dirty glare. "They're paying you for letting then use someone else's parking lot, aren't they?" He smirked. 

 

"Well, tell you what? This parking space is for the HIGH RISE Tenants only. So when I come out again, those cars?" He pointed at the several cars parked at the moment. Rahyo followed his line of vision and gulped inaudibly. 

 

Is he a psychic? How does he knew whose cars belong to whose?

 

"They better be gone." He came back to shooting her a straight look. "Or else we're bringing this matter to court."

 

Rahyo's eyes widened. "H—Hey—"

 

But he already rolled up his windows, before revving the car engine, zooming away. 

 

The female almost ate the white smoke his car emitted as she watch the car disappear with a troubled look on her face. 

 

"I'm doomed." She mumbled. 

 

 

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