My savior placed me down on a bench near the hankyung river. I think's it's the Han River. I saw it in movies once.

I turned to see who was it that saved me, but the guy disappeared. I never got to thank him.

I got up but felt my ankle sting in pain. Great now how was I going to head home?

Right then, a familiar red-haired boy popped up with a first aid kit. Don't tell me......

"You...." I pointed at him.

"It's not nice to point at someone who just saved your ." he said while taking out some alcohol and bandaids.

"Y-You saved me? Why?" I asked him. I mean for the past few days I've meet him, all I did was show him my bad side,why would he save me? Does he have some hidden motive?

"I saw a damsel in distress. Being the Prince Charming I am, I swooped in to save my Princess Jisun." He flashed his prettiest smile at me.

He knows he has a pretty smile, that's why he is always showing me those pearly whites.

"T-Thanks, Siyoung."

I saw the guy frown a bit. Did I say something wrong?

"It's Seyong. How could you forget." He pouted cutely. This guy seriously have a lot of aegyo.

"Sorry." Okay now the atmosphere had gotten extra awkward.

Seyong suddenly stuck out his hand. I gave him a queer look.

He smiled and took my hand to shake his. "Now, we're friends." He flashed his pearly whites.

"Wait! Hold up! Did I miss something?" I asked him.

"No, why?"

"Because the last time I checked, we are from different worlds. We are not meant to be friends especially since you go to that Delinquint school." I frowned at him.

"Last time I checked, I saved you AND we happen to go to the same school." He corrected me.

"Not for long." I mumbled quietly and got up to leave.

Seyong followed me. That boy, such a stalker. I turned around to face him with my hands on my hips. "Just because you saved me does not mean we are friends. We are from different classes so you may stop your perserverance and quit following me!!" I yelled.

Seyong cleared his throat. "I don't get what 'class' you are refering to, but have you forgotten we are neighbors? So technically, I'm not following you if I'm heading home, your highness."

Why did I suddenly feel so dumb with this guy around? This uneducated, grew up in the ghettos, low class teenage boy, trying to put me down to his poverty level? Is he kidding me??

I scoffed and started to walk home.

And because I'm not the type to owe people favors, I think the least I can do for a financially deprived fella is buy him a leather jacket or something.

Before I made a beeline home, I stopped at a nice men's boutique shop and bought an expensive jacket for that Seyong guy. Even though he is kind of creepy at times, this is the least I can do to thank him for saving me.

After buying him a light brown leather jacket, I decided to head towards my all-time favorite French Restaurant and have my dinner.

I had my usual, paid then left to go home.

I reached my front doorstep and looked to see if Seyong was home. It's funny, how a high school kid like him is not home in the evening to study. He's probably those gangsters in dramas that loiter around the night time to pick fights.

Such idiotic choices. I placed the neatly wrapped  jacket into a box and left it on his doorstep with a nice note. Hopefully he appreciates it because that brand is not cheap.

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Seyong came home from his night shift and spotted a foreign box on his doorstep. *What is this?*

Kim Seyong,
I got your name right this time.
This is just a small gift as a thank you for saving me today. Use it well.
-Jisun

He opened up the box and smelled the fresh leather odor. *I can tell this jacket costs a fortune. I wonder where did she get the money? Who is she exactly?*