we walked out and my driver had told me that my parents had already left the house. i nodded telling him that i wasn’t surprised that they left without me then got into the car. i started scrolling through my phone and i got a text from my best guy friend, and a childhood friend of donggeon. 

jaeyun:: you on your way? i’m bored already~ me:: dude, already? you just got there. i’ll text you when i get there. you better be at the front waiting for me.  jaeyun:: you already know that chan hyung is going to drag me out so he can greet his girl. 

i laughed at his text and continued to text him. jieun got into the car and we headed to the party. i was excited. 

“you going to make a move on donggeon?” she laughed and turned to face me grabbing my arm. i rolled my eyes to be able to start my lecture about how he was a world klass fuckboy, and he knew exactly how to break a girl’s heart. she rolled her eyes a thousand times as i continued talking. 

“okay i get it oh my god shut up.” she covered her ears shaking her head. i scoffed and looked back down to my phone before putting into my clutch. when we arrived at the party, jieun got out first, and stood at the door holding out her hand. i laughed taking her hand. i got out of the car holding my dress in the hand that i was holding my clutch in. 

“babe, you look amazing.” chan came up to us telling jieun before pressing his lips to hers. damn i’m so jealous. these two were also made for each other. the daughter of an department store chain CEO, and the son of a clothing store chain CEO. 

“i know i do.” she winked and wiped the lipstick off chan’s lips. i laughed then looked over to jaeyun who seemed like he got pulled back by donggeon. i shook my head when jaeyun mouthed a sorry. damn. donggeon looked good, he was wearing a turtle neck with a formal jacket on top, no tie, but damn.

i walked behind the cute couple with my head still held up high, especially when i walked past donggeon. i smirked in his direction when he was clearly checking me out. a second later, his model walked up to him glaring at me linking her arm with him. jaeyun came up behind me and grabbed my arm, while the two of us walked into the building. 

i’m going to be honest when i say i knew who my parents wanted me to get married to. i was way too young to get married, and plus i wanted to get married to someone that i loved, not the known fuckboy. 

“y/n you’re here!” my parents walked over to me with jaeyun’s arm still linked with mine. i whispered a sorry to him before my parents came up to hug me, and to shake jaeyun’s hand. 

“jaeyun how are you?” they smiled at him and i laughed looking around the room then saw my group of people. i mean jieun and i were the only two girls in that group since rich girls weren’t really our vibe. i waved to woongi who was bothering jerome about food that he wanted to get after this. he waved back and jerome gave me the save me look. i held up one finger to tell him i’ll be there in two seconds. 

“i’m good thank you.” he smiled back and unlinked his arms from mine. i laughed when he stood up properly to shake their hands. i rolled my eyes telling my parents that i was going to say hi to the boys. i dragged him away from them, he started whining. 

“woongi come here. stop bothering jerome.” i waved woongi over and he giggled running over to me grabbing my arm while i grabbed a glass of champagne. woongi started listing all the food that he wanted to eat because woongi was a very picky eater, and these parties didn’t usually have anything he liked unless his parents were the one organizing it. 

“thank you y/n!” jerome smiled and i winked at him then turned around to face the boy now approaching our group. woongi continued telling me stories about what happened at school, and of course i was enjoying how enthusiastic he was. 

“y/n? that’s a really pretty name.” song. dong. geon. woongi pouted when donggeon had interrupted his amazing story about how he got more food at the cafeteria than anyone else. i rolled my eyes and told kyungho to come take woongi. he shook his head so i told donggeon to give me a second before i grabbed woongi’s hand taking him to chihoon. 

“thank you chihoon.” i kissed the top of his head and walked back over to donggeon. i sat on the white bar chair while he stood in front of me. 

“i know. thanks.” i smirked and took the last sip of champagne. he laughed leaning forward to reach for another glass from behind me. the tension between us, it was no joke. and i’m not talking about awkward tension. 

“where’s your date?” he looked around to see if anyone was glaring at him or about to beat him up. i laughed putting my hand under his chin turning him to face me. 

“i don’t have one so stop looking. but i know you had one. where’d your model date go?” i laughed and crossed my arms. i looked over his shoulder and my parents as well as his parents were looking over at us. i scoffed telling donggeon to turn around. he rolled his eyes stepping forward to whisper in my ear.