under control ; the penthouse s1

chapter twenty three

"Who will hear it? I, as your teacher, decide which part you are doing. How dare you insolently insist on something!? Your voice is better suited to mezzo." He's not wrong either, but teachers are annoying. I place my arms on the desk, resting my face on my hands. 

"No! I don't agree with it. I think my voice sounds the most beautiful when I sing high notes. I can't understand why my voice is mezzo." I sigh, this conversation going on for too long. Mr. Ma is definitely up to something, and it's a little annoying.  

Mr. Ma stands up, getting closer to Rona. "Alright. Then if you can sing the song I suggest, I'll admit you're a soprano. Can you do that?" Rona doesn't take a second to think, and takes the challenge. 

I sit back in my chair, getting tired. I had already gone so I didn't really need to stay awake.

"From the Mignon opera, the last part of "Je Suis Titania'." The class gets rowdy, saying she couldn't do it and how it was so hard. Which I agree with. The piece was hard. 

I sit back up, wanting to hear her properly. "Are you ready?" She nods and the pianist starts playing. 

Her vocals were always amazing, but she was born with some sort of different talent. The way she vocalized the higher notes, and took deeper breathes when needed, and oh my she was really good. 

I smile, crossing my arms. I like her... and she pisses off Eunbyeol... maybe she isn't too bad...

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I was sitting at dinner, my parents,  uncles, and aunts sitting around the table. I quietly sip on my drink, seeing the tense situation. I glance at Jumin, and he's doing the same thing. 

"If all were going to do is sit here and drink, then why come here in the first place!?" My moms brother stands up, throwing the cloth on his lap down. His wife grabs his arm, and makes him sit back down. 

"This is all about who gets the family business in the long run." I sigh, placing my drink down. 

"Obviously it should be my son, Jaehyun. He's the oldest out of all the kids." The oldest sister pats her kids back, placing him in the lineup. 

"Your son has a DUI at the age of 22. He's not getting the family business." My grandpa quickly takes him out of the lineup. 

"What about Jisoo? She has been getting perfect grades and she's about to graduate college." My uncles wife says. My grandpa scoffs again, and stares at her. 

"She's only getting by because of all my resources." My Aunt sighs, and leans back in her chair. I watch as my grandpa's eyes look around the table, and we make eye contact. 

"Seo Jaewha?" I sit up, keeping eye contact with him. 

"When do you graduate?" I swallow the spit in my throat, and speak up. 

"I graduate high school in two years and I plan to go to college for either phycology or pharmacy." I see him nod, and he sighs, looking at my mom. 

"Jumin and Jaewha will be taking over the business." My eyes widen, and I glance at Jumin, the same expression on his face. 

"Yah! Why would Jaewha take over!? She's not even real family." I slump in my chair, avoiding eye contact with Jaehyun, my oldest cousin. 

"He's right! She was adopted into this family, a d o p t e d~" Jisoo says, all cocky. Jumin scoffs, standing up. 

"She's better at handling most scenarios than the both of you combined! Just because your older means nothing! The two of you are just the same!" He points at the two, and I stand up, bowing. 

"Thank you for the food. I'll be leaving." I turn around, pushing my chair back in, and walking away. 

"Jaewha!" I hear Jumin call out, but I keep walking. 

I walk right out of the restaurant, and to one of the many elevators, pressing the down button. 

I sigh, crossing my arms. I can't believe grandpa would want to put me next in line... I straighten my posture as the elevator opens, but someone's standing inside. 

"Ah, I'm sorry." I move out of the way, allowing the man to enter first. He walks right by me, but turns around. 

"Ah, excuse me." I turn to him, looking him in the eye.

"Yes?"  I answer back in English, seeing that he had spoken in English first. 

"Are you ok? You look like you're about to cry." I laugh, shaking my head. 

"No, I'm fine. Thank you." I bow again, walking into the elevator and leaving the strange man in the hallway. 

What a weirdo... 

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