Hi~ So yeah, here is the last chapter of Season 1 ;) You might be wondering why so fast? 

Co'z to tell you the truth... I'm losing interest to this story :( and I feel that I've been a crappy writer for the past few chapters. (And don't make me even start with my noob first few chapters.) I just want to start anew. :P

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it.

Also, if you have an instagram follow me @yoforeverxyoung  - I just created the account last night :P I post snapshots and lyrics there (Mostly GD mehehehe. Have you listened to his new songs?~~)

 

Lastly, I have a quick question - Do you want me to post the Season 2 here or just create a new page?

 

Chapter 41 - RaQ

 

AUTHOR’S POV

SEUNGHYUN

 

After 2 weeks…

 

“Young master! You forgot your tie!” The Chois’ head maid called while running towards the main door while holding a black tie.

“Oh… Omo! I almost forgot.” Seunghyun said. “Kamsamnhida.”

 

“Aigoo… My son must be very excited.” Mrs. Choi said as she take the tie from their maid and gently place it on the collar of her son. “Really.... Time flies really fast… It’s seems like yesterday when I first send you to school.” The mother added while faking a sob. “Now look at you… You’re now going to graduate from high school, then go to college, grow up, get marry, then—”

“Umma~~” Seunghyun whined like a kid. “Are we really having this talk now?”

“Aigoo… my baby is now a grown up man. Ottoke? What will happen to Umma if you—”

“Umma…”

 

“Aish. I’m just kidding. Chincha, you’re such a grumpy kid.” The mother kidded.

 

 

Seunghyun and his mom are happily chatting inside their car when Seunghyun asked his mother: “Where is Appa?”

 

As soon as the words left his mouth the look on his mom’s face instantly change, from the cheerful Umma a while ago to the firm Mrs. Choi.

 

I shouldn’t have asked. He thought.

 

“Your Appa just need to meet someone in regards to our business.” She answered robotically.

 

And as if expecting the exact words from her, Seunghyun just nod his head nonchalantly. Why am I even asking? He thought.

“He will be there don’t worry.” She assured him while placing her hand on top of his.

 

Yes, the Choi is a very rich and influential family in Korea. But of course, as the saying goes “Nobody is perfect.”

 

 Indeed, the Chois aren’t really perfect.

 

Maybe noticing the different atmosphere, Mrs. Choi immediately gives her son a warm smile. Assuring him that everything is fine and there’s nothing to be worried about.

 

 

Why do you let him do this to you? Seunghyun thought as he stares at her mom with a convincing smile.

Is it because of the money? Is it worth it? How could you take those things he’s doing behind your back? How could you just turn a blind eye?

 

Those are just some of the thoughts that have been bugging his mind since 2 weeks ago.

 

Truthfully, he’s been aware about everything. His mom might have covered it from the time he was little but he exactly knows everything - all the flaws and dirty secrets of their family.

 

Thinking about it, maybe that’s the main reason why he never treat his past relationships seriously.

Maybe that’s why he played with his previous girlfriends’ hearts.

 

Well… Except for Dara.

 

 

He might not have cared before and also turn a blind eye about it. But after everything he heard from his seonsaengnim… He couldn’t even comprehend how things can be this ed up.

 

Small world. Small world.

 

 

2 weeks ago…

 

“Hand the ing paper Seonsaengnim.” Seunghyun glared as he tries to scare off the teacher.

 

But as soon as Ms. Im meets the deadly gaze of Seunghyun, the usual firm and strict look she always wears is now gone. The teacher in front of her is now smiling as if she’s pretty close to him, as if they’re acquaintance – which caught Seunghyun by surprise.

 

Don’t tell me she’s a lunatic also? He thought.

 

“Well… Why am I not even surprised?” The teacher dreamily said.

“Stop playing games with me. Just hand the damn paper before I lose my patience—”

“Oh~~ Impatient. Nasty.” The teacher said in a very different manner while removing her glasses and the tie of her hair – revealing her long wavy curls. “Does it really run in your blood?” she added as she approach Seunghyun.

 

What is she talking about?

 

What the hell? Is she seducing me?

 

“What the--” He snapped when Ms. Im touched his chest.

 

 

Ms. Im might be a teacher but compare to the old grumpy teachers in the faculty – she’s young. She might be the youngest teacher in Darien if that explains well.

 

“Oh c’mon Seunghyun. Don’t act as if you’re a . I knew exactly how well you play.” She said while drawing small circles on his chest.

“Ms. Im what the—” Seunghyun is about to retort when he was silence with the point finger of his teacher.

“Sssh… You talk so much.” She whispers.

 

 

“And… stop with the honorifics will you? Just call me Stephany.” She winked.

 

 

 

Seunghyun is too surprised with what’s happening that he couldn’t even utter a word or respond back and the sensual touch of his Seonsaengnim is not really helping the current situation.

 

He’s getting distracted.

 

 

“Let’s have a deal shall we?” His teacher seductively suggest.

 

 

~*~

 

 

 

DARA

 

“Jiyong-ah!~~” Dara called before launching herself at Jiyong. “Chukhahae!”

“Komawo Jagiya~” Jiyong replied when they let go of their hold.

“Aish. I’ll let this go now, since my I’m a proud girlfriend today.” She smugly said.

“Yah! What do you mean?— aren’t you proud of me before?!” Jiyong whined like a child, not caring with the strange stares given by his classmates.

“Tch. Stop whining! Have some decency Mr. Valedictorian.” Dara muttered while rolling her eyes.

“Can you at least act sweeter today?” He sarcastically replied. “I’m a valedictorian for goodness’ sake. I NEED AN AWARD FROM MY GIRLFRIEND!”

“Award your face.”

“Jagiya!!~~”

 

 

 

While Jiyong continue to whine and pout like a kid, Dara’s parents suddenly approach them.

 

Yes. People.

 

Parents

 

“Dara!”

“Umma!” Dara called while she wave at her Mom.

 

When Jiyong turn to look at their direction, Dara couldn’t help but to notice that his body instantly tense.

 

“I—is… that—y—your—” But before he could even finish his stuttered question, Dara immediately cut him off and confirmed:

“Right. That’s my stepfather.”

 

 

1 week ago…

“Are you sure you didn’t do anything Umma?” Dara asked for the nth time when they got off their car.

“I swear! I didn’t do anything to your teachers or to your school. They’re the one who decided to let you march this graduation!” Her mom exclaimed in annoyance. “I SWEAR! I PROMISE. PINKY SWEAR. HOPE TO DIE—”

“Seriously? Is that necessary?—”

 

“Co’z you’ve been asking me for a hundred times Dara and I’ve been telling you the same thing!”

 

Dara couldn’t help but to laugh at the state of her mom. It’s like she’s not her mother at all, she really look and sounds like Bom.

 

“Aigoo Umma, look! You already have wrinkles!!—“ Dara exaggeratedly said.

“Wha—OMO?! WHAT DID YOU SAY?!—” Umma exclaimed while gently tapping her face and massaging her temples.

“I’m just kidding.” Dara muttered and stuck her tongue out.

“CHINCHA!!!” Her mother exclaimed while stomping her stilettos as she rashly dust off her elegant silky dress.

 

Look at this woman. Is she really my mother? For real? Dara thought while chuckling at her mom.

 

“I swear. You’re going to get it from me.” Her mom threatened. “I’m going to throw your dirty sneakers when we get home and fill your walk-in closet with HEELS! I TELL YOU! NOTHING BUT HEELS!!”

“Don’t you dare.”

“Oh yeah I—”

 

“Aish. Chincha?! Can the both of you just stop?!” Jay annoyingly said when he passed by them. “Stop chatting and walk faster! Appa is already waiting.”

 

 

They’re currently walking inside one of their family-owned hotel, The Park Hyatt hotel in Gangnam-gu. And yes, Dara is bound to finally meet his step-father - Mr. Kim Chung

 

“Stop crunching your dress.” Jay muttered when they got inside the elevator. “Don’t be nervous, he’s not going to eat you…yet—”

“Jay Park!!!” Umma warned the younger guy. “Don’t listen to that guy. Dara-ah… You don’t need to be nervous. My husband is really nice. He’s really excited to meet you.” She assured her.

“Deh…”

 

Truthfully, Dara is not nervous at all…

 

SHE’S SCARED!

 

Actually, the moment her mother asked her to wear the killer heels she’s currently wearing now – she knew that something scary is about to happen.

 

 

Maybe noticing that the usual talkative Dara is oddly quiet on his side, Jay playfully placed his arm on her shoulders. “Don’t worry stepsis. I’ll protect you from Appa. I won’t let him eat you!”

“JAY PARK!!!”

 

 

 

As if on cue, the elevator halted making an elegant *DING*

 

“Welcome Madam Chung.”

“Young Master”

“And Young Mistress” The three butlers greeted simultaneously as they bow to the three of them.

 

“Good evening gentlemen.” Umma replied.

 

They were asked to follow the butlers and after a minute or two they are welcome by a dozen more butlers and servers inside a fancy and elegant room.

 

 

“My dear.” A man in a formal suite warmly greeted.

“Omo. My dear!” Umma excitedly walk towards the man and hug him tight.

 

Dara couldn’t help but to be amazed with what she’s currently seeing – this is far from what she’s expecting.

 

 

Maybe Jiyong is right, she’s been basing everything from Bom’s Kdrama collection.

 

That all rich people are rude, arrogant and just all about their money, that there’s no way they will show any affection or emotions towards their family or love ones.

 

That everyone is the same or bastard she knew.

 

But… She’s wrong.

 

The couple in front of them shared a loving embrace and a short sweet kiss – not caring about the dozen of servers around them.

 

As if there’s just the two of them inside the room.

 

They look madly in love – as if they’re both teenagers.

 

They shared their I miss yous, I love yous and a lot more sweet nothings before turning towards their direction.

 

“Son.”

“Dara” Mr. Chung and Madam Park called in unison.

 

“Appa.” Jay said before giving him a short hug. “It’s good that you’re finally back. I miss you.”

“I miss you too, son.” Mr. Chung replied. “How’s everything?”

“Oh… Same old same old.” He smugly said. “But Bora and I broke up again.” Hearing what he said, the older man just chuckle – as if everything is really same old same old. “She’s a pain in the really.”  Jay added.

 

Hearing the two guys talk like they’re just in the same age made Dara even more amaze. Actually, she’s beyond amaze.

 

Looking at the family in front of her, she couldn’t help but to think how perfect they are.

 

They’re rich, happy, loving and with good looks Meh. Fine, Jay is not that bad. She thought

 

 

“Dara-ah~ What are you doing there? Come here.” Her umma called.

 

And I belong to this perfect family. She thought.

 

“Annyeonghasaeyo.” She greeted the old man – not forgetting her manners as she bow at him.

“Annyeong Sandara. I’m so glad to finally meet you.” He said warmly.

 

 

“Welcome to the family.” And spread his arms on the side.

 

 

~*~

 

 

“I thought you won’t make it Appa.” Jiyong said as soon as his father approaches his side.

 

The graduates are now currently in line outside the auditorium and in 5 minutes the march will start.

 

“Mianhe son. I got caught up with work.” His father explained. “We just received a lead this morning for the huge case we’re currently handling.”

“Really? That’s great!” Jiyong enthusiastically said. “Then it will be a really big help for the case to progress. You’ve been working really hard with that case Appa.”

“Yes son. Hopefully everything will fall into places and we could close this case in success.” He said while tapping his shoulders.

 

As you all know, Jiyong’s father is a Prosecutor and the Deputy Minister for Criminal Affairs of Beobmubu (Ministry of Justice) and just like a proud son – Jiyong wants to follow his Appa’s footsteps.

 

“Anyway, congratulations son! I’m so proud of you!” He greeted while fixing his grad cap. “You’ve done well!”

“Thank you Appa.” Jiyong warmly said. “It all thanks to you. You’re so great Appa! You inspired me a lot, that’s why I studied really hard. I want to be just like you in the future.”

“Aigoo… Jiyong-ah, you’ve never changed.” The father gladly said. “I know you will be successful in the future, you might even surpass Appa.” He added.

“Aniyo… Appa is the best!”

 

As if on cue, the graduation march song suddenly surround the auditorium hall.

 

The students outside the hall eagerly listen to the introduction made by their school principal and when they heard the cue:

 

“With pride and glory, I present this year’s graduating students of Darien High School! Please give them a warm round of applause!”

 

“This is it son.” Mr. Kwon warmly said to Jiyong.

“Yes. Appa.” This is it. He thought.

 

 

~*~

 

 

After a few minutes of introduction and welcome remarks, the emcee started to call the names of the following graduates by section and awards.

 

AN: Italicized words are POV of the said characters.

 

“Park Bom.”

 

Bom slowly walk towards the stage, careful of each step she takes.

 

The last thing I need is an embarrassing memory pasted on my high school year book.

 

“Congratulations Ms. Park.” The principal greeted while shaking her hand.

“Kamsahabnida Gyo Jang.”

 

After giving a bow to the principal, Bom step forward the stage and strike a pose for their graduation photo.

 

Work it. Work it. Work it.

 

After a minute of posing, she confidently steps down the stage and went back to her seat.

 

 

“Noona. Is that really necessary?” Dae teased from the 4th row.

“Shut.Up.Kang.Daesung.”

 

 

 

“Park Sandara.” The emcee called.

“Deh.” Dara muttered under her breathe as she tries to calm herself.

 

Just walk carefully and get that damn thing. AND PLEASE DON’T YOU DARE TRIPPED.

 

But as soon as she took her first step she immediately heard a loud applause coming from the graduates’ seats.

 

What the hell. Who clapped?

 

It’s a common knowledge that they will only applause after the entire section was called and after the valedictorian gave his speech.

 

Cursing under her breathe, Dara slowly turn her head to gaze where the clapping sounds came from.

 

 

Lo and behold, his dear boyfriend Kwon Ji Yong – the batch’s valedictorian is now on his feet in the front row seats, looking like a proud father, not minding the weird stares of his batch mates as he continue to give Dara a round of applause.

 

“Chukhahae!” He saw Jiyong mouthed while giving her thumbs up.

Aish. I’m so gonna kill you later Kwon. She thought and glared at his goofy boyfriend.

 

 

“Congratulations Ms. Park.” The principal said.

“Kamsahabnida Gyo Jang.”

“Looks like Mr. Kwon is very proud of you Ms. Park.” He kidded.

“Joesonghabnida Gyo Jang—”

“Ani. Ani. The two of you looks great together.”

“Hehe…” Dara laugh awkwardly as she again bowed to the principal.

 

 

 

“Kang Daesung”

 

“Go go go Hyung!” Seungri happily cheered behind his back.

“I’m telling you Seungri, don’t do anything stupid.” Daesung warned before walking towards the stage earning a childish pout from Seungri.

 

 

 

“Lee Seunghyun.”

WAAAAAAAA IT’S MINE TURN MY TURN!!!

 

Seungri haughtily walk towards the principal, gave him a quick bow, received his diploma and arrogantly walk in front of the stage and strike a pose…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

WITH A PEACE SIGN AS HE ACTS CUTELY YOU CAN ACTUALLY PUKE.

 

Laughter surrounds the whole auditorium as they watch Seungri strike some more wacky pose while his friends couldn’t help but to face palm their selves.

 

Dara & Bom: PUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Jiyong: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. You stupid fool.

Dae: I’m embarrassed to be his friend.

TOP: Huh? What are you talking about? No sorry, I don’t know that guy.

 

 

 

After calling 4-C and 4-B its now turn for the first section aka 4-A.

 

Now, aside from the principal there are few teachers on his side, as they assist him with the medals.

 

“Choi Seunghyun, with honors, with an average grade of 94.6, Athlete of the Year.”

 

Seunghyun, walk towards the principal, give them a bow and received his 1st medal from the assistant principal.

“Kamsahabnida Gyo Jang, Kamsahabnida Assistant Gyo Jang.”

 

But when he’s about to received his medal for being the athlete of the year, he was welcome by the alluring gaze of his Seonsaengnim.

 

 

“Congratulations baby boy.” Ms. Im whisper on his ears while she placed the medal on Seunghyun’s neck.

“Kamsahabnida Seonsaengnim.” Seunghyun smirked.

 

The quick exchange of weird looks & smiles didn’t escape from the hawk eyes of Bom.

 

What on earth is happening? She thought as she glared at the stage.

 

Don’t tell me…

 

 

 

After the emcee called the entire 4-A and the honors, it’s now time for the man of this event.

 

 

“As we near towards the end of this ceremony…” The principal started.  “I would like to call, with pride and honor, the most outstanding President of the Student Council and this year’s school’s valedictorian, with a very extraordinary grade o