- SEQUEL TO NAIR IN THE UNDERWORLD-
"I felt like I wanted to live every time I was with you."
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In which Raphael, who dreams of a quiet life, tutors Junya Park for a recommendation letter.
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"His dad hates me now," Raphael laughed. "He might actually kill me someday."
"Why do you do stuff like that with him? Like caressing the back of his head? It's weird," Brielle asked frowning.
Raphael didn't even act that way with Yohan. She didn't understand why he was being touchy with a random boy.
"For the plot."
"He'll start liking you," Brielle pointed out stabbing her food. "That's how people catch feelings."
"That would be funny... I'd become a sugar baby... make him trick on me."
"You don't take shit seriously," Brielle rolled her eyes. "Playing with people's feelings..."
"Women will make up a scenario and expect you to take it seriously - I did what I could with the scenario you gave ma'am."
Brielle just kept quiet.
It was clear to her to her that there was something brewing between the two guys. Raphael was always so carefree and distant from everything but now, whenever it came to this random boy, he was different.
Junya could sneeze and Raphael would tell the event like his sniffle was the Big Bang itself.
She was jealous.
"Enough about Junya, help me come up with debate points for my Debate club," she asked sweetly pushing the notebook to the middle of the table. "The topic is recycling."
"I bet you choose to argue against."
"How did you know," she laughed grabbing her pen.
"Because you don't like peace." ...
Raphael was a bit disappointed to arrive at Junya's home and not find his parents.
He was quite looking forward to annoying Junya's father. He knew the man was still hot about Junya's birthday. He glared at Raphael from across the table the whole time.
Raphael smiled back at the man snuggly in return because he knew Jaehyun wouldn't do anything in front of Junya.
"Follow me young master," one of the maids instructed. "Young master Junya is in his piano room."
"Just Raphael is fine," he smiled a bit weirded out. He wasn't paying anyone and as a black person being called master was... a strange concept.
The lady smiled as she opened big double doors. The first thing that caught Raphael's attention was the sound.
It was surprising considering that the room demanded attention.
A high ceilings with big windows that covered a wall in the room and just... incredibly white. The whole room was white without a spec of colour. Just looking into it... Raphael felt like he was in the middle of a dream.
