ANOTHER UPDATE. YAY! <3

I now bring you...Chapter 12.

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Soundtrack: B1A4 - Beautiful Target

It's clearly morning.

My eyes opened to the rays of the sun flooding my room, the light revealing everything in it... not that there's much of it to begin with. What is of my room was just made and given to me by Kyujin Abeonim, and to him I'm grateful. I inhaled deeply and let the warmth of the sun crawl onto my features. It's a Saturday, which pretty much means that I could be able to do what I wanted to do, and be free somehow from the clutches of Song Yuhee because without Kyujin Abeonim during weekends, she stays in Chanhee-sshi's house.

This is my life. I am in constant escape from Kyujin Abeonim's only daughter. Even inside the Song home, I have to hide from Yuhee-sshi. I have to finish everything that I need to do before the 'queen' arrives and just camp in my room when she does, because the moment she finds me scampering around and breathing the same air she does, she's gonna skin me alive.

Good thing that I have my own bathroom here.

My eyes travelled to the end table beside my bed, an unconscious smile lining my lips as I saw a three centimeter long chunk of gold and a note beside it.

"I am deeply sorry that I treated you harshly despite how helpful you have been, Miss Shirin. I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me." I said out loud, remembering the exact words written on the paper.

I guess D.O.-sshi isn't all bad.

But just as the thought of the alien crossed my mind, I remembered what I told them yesterday before I ran at full speed to get back to the Song's house, and I quickly jumped off the covers and rushed to the bathroom.

"Shoot."

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"Uhm... Hey." Sehun-sshi's shy smile was what greeted me the moment the door of the huge house opened. I smiled back at him and asked if I could come in.

"Uhh... Yeah. Sure." was his hesitant answer, and I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Why are you so shy all of a sudden, Sehun-sshi?" I ask jokingly as I got into the house and took off my shoes. In reply, I just got a small shaking of the head.

I continued striding into the living room, smirking as the section of the house was pretty neat. I didn't looked trashed to the utmost limits, but it didn't look like it hadn't been used either. I guess they really have been holding up on their own pretty well. I placed my bag on on