Never talk to strangers
Description
| | | "They said to never talk to strangers. I didn't listen." Why? Because the stranger offered me something I couldn't deny: A new life while saving my father's but it didn't come without a price I have to get married to Oh Sehun, prince and become the princess of South Korea. | | |
Setting: In a world with different social classes I'm at the lowest one, the Mendicants. In other words, people who spend their lives in the crappy streets begging from the Usurers or Bourgeois, the upper and middle class.
"Whatever you do, your past remains with you."
"You've sinned to much to be forgiven ."
Foreword
"You want this candy kid?" I stoop low enough so the street boy can see it clearly. The child begged me to give he candy. "Yes Please! I love candy." The kid exclaimed. He laid out his hand, expecting me to give it to him. "Too bad." I put the candy in my mouth, tasting the flavor. He cried, running to his mom. "Poor kid." I murmured.
I watch as the rich folks but their necessities, swallowing my own saliva as I hear my own stomach grumble, starving for food but I didn't want to admit to anyone maybe I just couldn't. "Erae! Yah Jang Erae!" I groan knowing exactly who was calling me. Yoon Sohee, a Mendicant like me only she was luckier. I couldn't call her a friend, I have no friends maybe she is an acquaintance but she's the only one who could involve with me. She gave me a smile. "Yah! Look what I've got!" Sohee exclaimed, failing to hide her excitement.
She pointed to the bread in her pockets. The bread was almost molded, filled with dust from her pockets. I sighed this was better than nothing. I grab the crappy bread the shove it in my mouth. It tasted like nothing.
Swallowing the bread, I suddenly cough uncontrollably. My breathing went unstable. "Your condition is getting worse." She looked at me with sympathetic eyes. I hated when she did that.
"I'm fine." She shook her head. "The Mendicant doctor doesn't arrive until next month. What should we do?"
"I die." I felt a smack on my arm. "Jang Erae! Don't say things like that!"
Am I getting punished for my sins?
Characters
Jang Erae 장이래
20 years old. A Mendicant. Bitter and cold. People call her Witch for her despicable personality which makes her a loner among the Mendicants.
Oh Sehun 오세훈
21 years old. A Usurer. Prince of South Korea. Cold and arrogant. He is known as the ice prince.
Luhan 루한
25 years old. A Usurer. Older brother of Sehun. Prince of South Korea. The deceiver.
Two brothers that hate each other, one girl that hates them both. What did fate have on store for them?
Author's note
Hello lovely readers! I'm playbts. I wrote a story before but deleted it. Anyways this story takes place in the present modern generation except a different society where there are kings and queens, etc. There are also different social classes. I promise this story will not be clique and if the description or foreword seems bleh maybe the story itself will be better. Thank you for sparing your time to read. Subscribe and comment!
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