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“Mr. Kyunghee and Mr. Hyukjae came alternately and beat Mr. Haekyo. However it seems that all of this was just a misunderstanding.” Hana stroked the top of Haekyo's head gently while occasionally wiping the tears from her eyes that fell into a river. The woman was so sick to see the man she loved ended up like this. Even though she was sure, Haekyo must not have done anything bad. The two of them must have done this because of a misunderstanding, as Aunt Nam said.

I mentally facepalmed. Yup... the ad for new friends still on.

I turned away and tugged my cami down on the pretext of scratching my waist. "Mo" I heard his voice right behind me and I felt my cheeks turning warm. I turned slowly, making sure my face looked nonchalant. ****** A/N Hi Readers My story is about teenage love and classic tale of opposites attract. Misha is a shy, down to earth girl, who is hopelessly in love with her childhood bestie and neighbour Victor, but has no courage to express her love. Victor is too arrogant and teases Misha to no end, and seems oblivious to her feelings. Him being such a hottie and popular among girls makes Misha even more insecure.

Ash: You're too noisy Olivia: Go f*ck yourself on a stick covered in nails -____- Ash: HAHAHA Olivia: What in the frickity frickity frack "God, did the mob boss just haha at me" Olivia blinked, surprised. At the same time, Asher was also contemplating what he had done "I didn't just 'haha.’ What is wrong with me? Why did I even type that in the first place? What is happening." Ash: Ignore Ash: I was erasing, but I fat-fingered it Olivia: Oh my god, I'm :( Olivia: You know what else is fat? Ash: Don't

he says pointing his finger between me and Adria. I sigh "nothing. Nothing happened." "Nothing happened? I'm over here hyperventilating on your behave, and you tell me nothing happened?" Adam whisper yells. "I fall asleep to your over bearing, jealous, rage because a guy was holding Adria and wake up with you sleeping next to her. Then you tell me nothing happened." Adam cross his arms "ya i'm not buying it."

I’m about to tell her to stop talking and call an ambulance when he speaks, his voice low and husky. “You’ve been wanting to slap me for years huh,” he mumbles as he struggles to push up on his elbows. “What the hell is an oaf? Who talks like that?” “It just came to me. I think it means crazy big guy. Seemed appropriate. Are you okay?”

The fucking condom broke. Fuck. His breathing increased. Bonnie, on the other hand, asked confused as she felt the nervousness radiate from Lorenzo. "What's wrong?" "Fuck." Lorenzo only mumbled. "Lorenzo you're scaring me. What's going on? Is Grace okay?" Bonnie wobbled over to him, touching his shoulder. "The fucking—Shit!" He exclaimed, dropping the bin.

She changed it without comment and kept going. “Breathe,” she said to Olive at one point. Olive breathed. The ointment came next. Something dark and sharp smelling from a small clay pot. Marta worked it across the wounds with two fingers, careful and thorough, and Olive’s whole back stiffened at the contact and she made a sound low in her throat that she immediately swallowed. “I know,” Marta said simply. “I’m fine,” Olive said through her teeth. “You’re not. That’s alright.”

I know I have seen this before I just can’t place it at the moment. “OH Fuck.” I hear Mona mutter. “Well I guess we have our missing piece don’t we.” Shane says “Shit.”