PauKichi

Myungyeon

Rich vs Poor. Jiyeon was from a poor family, Myungsoo is from a rich & powerful family, as in really powerful because his parents are political figures. Jiyeon is so innocent and warm-hearted while Myungsoo is arrogant and cold. 

“My daughter…”

The president’s wife walked into his study room and heard that one word from him. That hurt her too. She walked over to his side and patted his shoulder, “Yeobo…”

The president’s eyes were red, and his face were sad, “Our daughter would be fine wherever she is, right?”

“Of course, yeobo. She has the fighting spirit like you.” She smiled and cupped his cheeks, it lightly, “Our daughter will be doing well, wherever she is.”

They looked at the family photo in his hands and stayed in comfortable silence, “Yeobo, let’s go to bed now. You have to wake up early tomorrow. There’s a meeting.”

The president placed the photo back into the drawer, let out a heavy sigh, and returned to the bedroom with his wife.

However, he couldn’t sleep a wink that night. “Yeobo…”

“Hmm?”

“You’re still awake?”

His wife shifted and faced him before sending him a small smile, “Just like you. I can’t sleep on our daughter’s birthday. It’s been 17 years since she’s gone and we couldn’t find her at all.”

The president stretched his arm out and patted her cheek, and she let out a small whimper. He brought her to his arms and they shared a small cry that night.

“Happy 18th birthday to our daughter.”

♥♥♥♥♥

At the same time, on the other side of the town, one girl had her birthday celebrated with her family.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JIYEON!”

She walked into the small rooftop apartment, only to be surprised by her own parents. “Appa… Omma…”

The cake on the small table caught her eyes, “Appa, we don’t have money to get cakes. Don’t have to get it for me…”

“It’s a must for our daughter’s birthday.” He smiled and pulled her over to the table, “How’s your school, darling? And your work? Is it tough?”

“It’s not, appa. I can manage.” Jiyeon smiled and they sat around the small table, on the ground.

“Thank goodness you’re smart, and you can opt for scholarship.” Her mother smiled as she her head, “Come on. Let’s make a wish and blow the candles now!”

Jiyeon closed her eyes as she clasped her hands together, smiling brightly. “I hope my appa and omma will be happy every day! No matter how hard they worked, I hope they will be happy once they think of me.”

The adults looked at each other and smiled sweetly, “And… I hope appa and omma don’t have to worry about me, because I’m a big girl now. Appa and omma should stay healthy and they should know I will be here to take care of them.”

They turned teary at her words.

“And the last wish I have to keep it inside!” Jiyeon giggled and thought about her last wish. *I hope… Kim Myungsoo would stop being cold. I know he’s just cold and lonely. And I wish he is my prince charming.*

Jiyeon opened her eyes and blew the candles out, and at once, the adults clapped their hands happily, “YAY! Happy 18th birthday, dear!”

Jiyeon gave both of them a tight hug and cut the cake for them, giving one to herself lastly. They shared a happy night, once again, even though they were poor.

Jiyeon doesn’t know she was being taken in when she was one.

She wasn’t the biological daughter of the poor couple, but they treated her as one, since they knew the real identity of their daughter.

♥♥♥♥♥

It had always been like this. Jiyeon went to school, returned home during night time since she had a part time job and by then, her parents would be home from work.

But Jiyeon didn’t notice the uneasiness from her parents, since they kept it away, perfectly.

Once again, Jiyeon went to school, early in the morning, since she wanted to catch an eye of the most cold-hearted student in school.

He has totally no emotions, and he was simply arrogant.

No one knew where he came from, and no one knew he was actually the son of Kim Byungkyu, the assistant of the prime minister.

She walked into the school in a hurry, and hid behind the entrance’s wall. She waited and waited, and finally, her crush appeared.

He would appear with a chauffeur and by that, Jiyeon knew he was someone rich. He went to school earlier than usual because he wanted to avoid those eyes from the students, but he didn’t know Jiyeon was watching from afar.

He walked into the school building, walking right up to his classroom, and Jiyeon was right behind.

But due to her clumsiness, she knocked onto the pot of plant as she turned around the corner.

Myungsoo heard it, of course, and he stormed over to her at once, grabbing her by her arm, not allowing her to escape. “Who are you?”

Jiyeon gulped and lowered her head nervously, “Erm… I’m… I’m Park Jiyeon… From class 1-2.”

“Junior, I see.” Myungsoo smirked and shoved her away, which caused a red bruise on her arm. “Why are you following me?”

Jiyeon gulped hardly and avoided his eyes, “Because… I… I…”

*RING!*

The first bell of the day rang, and it was the cue for them, since students would be piling in any moment.

“We’re not done yet, Park Jiyeon.” Myungsoo hissed and returned to his classroom, not before sending her a dangerous glare.

Jiyeon held her hand against her chest and let out the breath she kept in for the whole time, “Myungsoo… He’s so handsome…”

Yet, she found her handsome.

The school went on as usual, and Jiyeon was about to head over to her part-time job, and she didn’t realize Myungsoo was following her.

When he found out the coast was clear, he finally pushed her into the alley, and trapped her against the wall, “Tell me. Who the hell are you and why are you following me in the morning?”

His voice was low, yet angry, but she found it the nicest voice she ever heart. Jiyeon turned bright red at her accusation, “Erm… I… I was just…”

“Why are you mumbling now, Park Jiyeon?” Myungsoo hissed and smashed his fist against the wall by her face, making her jumped.

But she was worried about his hand.

Without any second thoughts, Jiyeon took his hand down and examined it at once, “Are you okay? You shouldn’t hit the wall. It must be painful.”

Myungsoo widened his eyes as he looked at her, examining his fist with that seriousness look on her face. That was the first time someone cared for him. No one had shown him care before.

But he snatched his hand back when he regained his senses, “Who the hell are you?”

“I’m… I’m Park Jiyeon… Erm… I know you’re rich…”

Myungsoo tensed up at her words. He thought she was there to threaten him or hurt him since he thought she knew about his identity.

But no.

Her words after that touched his heart so much.

It had been long since he felt his heart jumping and warmth.

No.

He had never once felt that before.

Not from his parents, not from anyone else.

“And I’m just a poor girl… I know it’s ridiculous to say this… But… But I’ve always been looking at you… I know you’re cold, but I know you’re lonely too. I can see it in your eyes.” Jiyeon whispered, “I know you’re hiding yourself inside with this cold shell, and I know you’re pushing everyone else away so you won’t get hurt. But… I also know I can be here to help you and accompany you. You won’t be alone anymore… I… I know it’s sudden to say this but… I’ve… I’ve always like you.”

Her confession was soft, but he heard it. He heard it clearly.

But he didn’t know what to say.

However, right before he could even reply, a loud accident on the road snatched their attention away.

Jiyeon walked out of the alley, and walked slowly towards the scene. However, once she saw what had happened, she couldn’t help but to yell in horror.

“APPA!!!! OMMA!!!!!!!!!” Jiyeon yelled like a lost kid and ran up to the scene, grabbing the hands of her parents as she sat in between them.

“No… Appa, omma… W-What happened?!”

They were both lying on the ground, with their eyes closing and blood flowing down from their heads.

“Ji-Ji-Jiyeon…” Her mother smiled and let her last energy out so she could squeeze her hand, “Be… Be happy…”

“We’re… W-We’re sorry…” Jiyeon turned her attention to her dad when she heard it.

“No… Why should you be sorry?!” Jiyeon cried and hugged them tight, “Appa… Omma… Don’t go… Please… Don’t leave me here alone…”

“Home… Letter…”

Jiyeon brought her ear closer to her mother, “Letter… Home… Table…”

“Omma…” She cried when she heard her last struggle before she closed her eyes. “Omma… Wake up! OMMA!”

“We… We love… you…” And her father too.

“Appa… NO!!!!!!! WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!” Jiyeon cried madly as she hugged them tight. “WAKE UP!!!!!”

She didn’t even notice the driver had already run away. However, Myungsoo saw it. Myungsoo saw the driver.

But he couldn’t move because he was her dad’s secretary.

He was driving an unknown car, Myungsoo noticed.

Myungsoo had his eyes widened to its maximum as he returned his eyes to the family in front of her. *Why? Abeoji… Why…?*

The girl in front of him looked so vulnerable. Myungsoo could feel his heart breaking at the sight in front of him.

But he didn’t know what he should do.

So all he did was to stay by the side, and witnessed how the ambulance brought the family away, but he knew her parents couldn’t make it.

It was obvious, and all of the sudden, he felt the need to protect her. He must be alone, like him.

♥♥♥♥♥

Jiyeon cried the longest and hardest that night. Her parents were announced dead, and she cried by their bedside the whole night.

The nurses told her to get the funeral done, but she was too weak to do anything.

Myungsoo, however, appeared the next day and brought her out of the room. He placed her down on the seat before handling a cup of coffee to her, “Drink it. It’s warm.”

Jiyeon looked up at her with those eyes he couldn’t find any soul in it, and it literally broke his heart again.

Myungsoo placed the cup in her hands and sat by her side, “You have to be strong. They have to go peacefully, and you have to move on.”

She remained silent as she looked at the coffee in her hands, “Omma used to make me coffee and bread…”

“Appa would then take it away from me and said it’s not healthy for a kid…”

And she began sobbing again, “Omma… I want to drink her coffee again… I want to hear his scolding again… I want… I want-”

Myungsoo brought her into his arm