Imma kill you Tebol.
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You're number thirteen?" Yoona managed as she stared at the muscular boy. As she scrutinised his face, she found he was actually very handsome, with pretty dark brown eyes and good-guy-ish hair. He was extremely manly, no doubt about that. He gave off a radiance of confidence and power, as if to show he was someone powerful, and not to be messed with.
"Yeah. You?" His eyes widened as he tried to suppress his surprise at his partner being Yoona. "You're not number thirteen, are you?" He asked her once more, carefully and cautiously this time. He was just unsure, that things would become so...strange.
"I am! Really!" She said in a boyish tone as she showed him the card, thinking he didn't believe her. "See this card! I'm paired with you! Really I ain't lying!" She was frustrated with her own thoughts that he didn't believe her.
The big eyed boy, Heechul, walked up to Yoona and the muscular boy. "You're paired with her, how fated!" He laughed loudly, as Yoona got more and more frustrated with them. "Enjoy the buddy-ship! Sober up." Heechul was all smiles as he walked away. But not Yoona, not her. She wore a frown on her face. She turned her card with the number "13" on it and read the back.
"Students will be exempted from lessons for this week. You are to spend the week around the school with your new buddy and get to know them, or prepare to suffer for the rest of the year." She read it out loud, carefully as the muscular boy's eyes widened even more. Shock, surprise, he was overwhelmed by it.
I'd have to spend my week with someone I don't even know. The prospect of it was very bleak in his eyes. He didn't really want this. He was Ok Taecyeon, everything would have to go his way.
"Yah." He said suddenly, edging towards Yoona. "Who are you? What's your Arts Major?"
"I'm Im Yoona, aspiring violinist!" Yoona brightened up quickly, at the thought of being a violin major. "You're?"
"Ok Taecyeon, filmography." He sighed, feeling a bore. Of all the arts, they had to put me with a violinist. A naive and boring violinist, at that. How was I going to survive? Taecyeon's handphone was beeping - there was a message from his mom, to hurry home. "We'll do this tomorrow. You can go back." Taecyeon said in a prince-ly manner as he rushed out of the hall, leaving Yoona puzzled and alone.
How on earth was I going to put up with this spoilt jerk?
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"Yes Omuni?" Taecyeon sat on the armchair, facing his mother, who was gripping an envolope tightly in her hands.
Mrs Ok Wonhee was a powerful woman. She helped her husband with her business, managed the household, and raised Taecyeon to be a fine young man. The life of the family was at her hands, she had control, indeed. Over simple matters of Taecyeon's life, his stages of growing up, the people he went out with, Mrs Ok had faith in Taecyeon to make right choices. Never once she interfered. But this time, things were different...
"Taecyeon-ah..." Mrs Ok did not know where to begin. It was going to be difficult to state all of this to her teenage son. "Are you dating anyone? Any particular crushes or anyone?"
Taecyeon was taken aback. It was the first time his mother ever bothered to ask him such a question. "No...but, why?" He hesitated to tell his mother about Yuri. She was out of bounds, she was Heechul's girlfriend. There's no way I can. At least, before I tell her, no one else should out, even my mother.
"Taecyeon-ah...You're eighteen already. The family needs you to be secure, we're a prominent high standing family with a status to uphold..." Mrs Ok sighed. "You need to get married by the end of the two months. It's a deadline set by your grandmother." She was dreading this moment to breakthis to Taecyeon. As a mother, she wanted her son to be happy. But as the Vice President of the Ok Group, she could not bring in the matters of the heart for the welfare and growth of the company. No doubt she was in a dilemna, but there was nothing more she could do...
"Taecyeon-ah. This really is not my choice. I have nothing more I can do. It was an old promise made by the elders - your grandfather and your future-wife's grandfather. The elders will respect their promises, and you are of age, without a girlfriend." Mrs Ok tried to reason with her son, thoguh she felt she was being more and more unreasonable by the second.
Taecyeon could not believe what he was hearing. "Wha-what?" He stammered, all of a sudden, he seemed to have lost his voice. This was impossible. He tried to confirm himself right in his heart. Marriage? But...what about Yuri? But he kept all thoughts about Yuri in his heart, quickly locking it away. No one can know what I think and feel about Yuri. No one. He came to a quick decision, making up his mind. Even if I have to marry some one I don't know, it will be better than revealing Yuri. Arranged marriages won't turn out well anyway. He tried to think positively. I've always loved Yuri from a distance, what difference will this make?
Taecyeon happened to be a decisive person.
"Omuni, I'll accept it." Taecyeon sighed heavily. "What's her name, when do I have to meet her?" He was feeling a heavy heart.
"You have to meet her tonight." Mrs Ok beamed as she felt proud of her decisive son. "Her name is...Im Yoona."
Taecyeon could not believe his ears.
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A unhappy and disheartened Yoona trudged her way home, on her own. Geez, Seohyun's so lucky.
"Yoona-ah! A box and a letter have arrived for you!" Yoona's grandmother called as Yoona stepped into the threshold, handing her a very official looking letter, sealed by a special family crest.
"Dear Miss Im Yoona,
We are sorry for the sudden message. You are invited to have dinner with us, The Ok Family, tonight.
Our chaffeur will pick you up at 7pm sharp. Wear the clothes provided in the box.
We await you.
Regards, Ok Family."
The short and sharp letter served interest and surprise to Yoona, who ran to open the box. She gently lifted the lid, which revealed a beautiful white tank lace dress. It was knee length, a bit like a ballerina's dress. Inside was also a pair of white heels, to match the gorgeous dress. Yoona was both surprised and overwhelmed.
She didn't understand a single thing. Who was this Ok Family? Why did they want me over for dinner? What relation did I have to them?
Wait...wasn't my buddy called Ok Taecyeon?
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