Wrong Character › Wonwoo ✔

chapter 2

10:58 pm

Jihyeon got red candles, a candle holder and a lighter from the convenient shop that was only 3 blocks away from her house. There was enough time for her to prepare the ritual. She could probably have a late night snack before setting it up.

I should totally snapchat it. Jihyeon giggles , imagining how many people would be shocked and how her video would probably go viral.

Jihyeon got herself some sushi and watched half an episode of running man before getting off her bed to set up the ritual. She flipped to her favorite page of the book where mingyu saved minji from wonwoo.
It was so cute when mingyu held minji in his arms like a baby after chasing away wonwoo.

Closing the windows and Turing off the AC , she lights the candles around her book , the orange flame flickering around.

It was now 11:50 Pm and she had 9 minutes left before chanting her favourite fictional character name and bringing to life. She got her snapchat app open already and she was ready to film this amazing ritual.

11:59pm

Its time.

Bowing down, jihyeon chants mingyu's name 10 times, each time her chants get louder.

"Kim mingyu. Kim mingyu. Kim mingyu. KIM MINGYU. KIM MINGYU. KIM MINGYU.KIM MINGYU. KIM MINGYU. KIM MINGYU. KIM MINGYU. "

and at the last chant, she screamed mingyu's name, thinking that the ritual would work much more better if she had screamed mingyu's name.

Jihyeon waited for a while, hoping to see a hand crawl out of the book or mingyu's head popping of out the book.

But nothing happened.

"What the fuck. It didn't work." Jihyeon clenched her teeth, disappointed with the fake result.

"WHAT THE FUCK. I HAD TO WASTE $10 ON A STUPID RITUAL AND MINGYU DIDN'T SHOW UP. BULLSHIT FEEDBACK."

jihyeon logs into her laptop and clicked onto the internet browser , searching for the link which she had relied on for the ritual to work. Cracking her knuckles, she started writing a bad feedback in the comment section, the sound of the keyboard being tapped by her fingers.

"Ok first of all, this stupid ritual didn't worked. I did it correctly and I waited and waited hoping for some huge glow of light to come out of the book or smthin but nooooo I see no shit and nor did I see my fictional character come to life. 0/5 stars. Fuk u. >:( how tf did this even get such good feedback lmao "

Grumpy , jihyeon slammed her laptop shut. She blew out the candles and dumped the candles and candle Holders into the trash. She kicked her book to the far corner of the room, yelling how angry she is with how the ritual didn't worked. As if the book had ears to listen to jihyeon's rant. Muttering colourful swear words, she jumped into bed with an angry mood.

There was a reason why the ritual didn't worked.

It was because she chanted mingyu's name eleven times when it stated to chant his name ten times

And it was jihyeon's fault that it didn't worked.

That was until at 3:33 am,while jihyeon was snoring soundly , the book flipped opened by itself. A dark glow was coming out from the name "wonwoo". The glow grew bigger as a snow white hand crawled out of the small blue book.

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Jihyeon wakes up to a weird poking feeling on her waist. She knitted her eyebrows, curious to know who or what was doing that but she needed sleep for she has a test tomorrow.

"Yah, wake up." A voice commanded, poking Jihyeon harder.

"Ughhh appa can you not? " jihyeon groaned, as she scooted away from the persons direction, covering herself with more blanket.

"Slave, I'm not your appa. My name is Jeon Wonwoo. Prince of Eoddun land. "

Jihyeon eyes bolts up. Turning to the opposite direction, she looks up at the charming evil prince who was glaring daggers at her.

The author had totally described Wonwoo perfectly. Cold eyes, dark ebony hair, snow white skin and shape nose. But Jihyeon didn't expected him to be as handsome as what she imagined him to be.

"W-wonwoo?" Jihyeon said his name , unsure if this is a dream or not.

"Don't you dare call me Wonwoo. Its PRINCE wonwoo," Wonwoo hisses, folding his arms. "Yah, go get me breakfast and I want it in 10 minutes."

"Hey! You can't just order me around. This is my house. " Jihyeon knitted her eyebrows, boiling in rage. How dare he treats her like crap when this is her house.

Wonwoo wraps his arm around Jihyeon's waist as he pulls her closer to his body. He lifts her chin up and he smirks at her with stiff and cold eyes narrowing into slits.

" excuse me young lady but you do NOT talk back to me like that. When I say I want my breakfast in 10 minutes I better get my fucking breakfast in 10 fucking minutes or you'll be getting a punishment from me. Understand? "

Jihyeon pushes wonwoo away , disgust painted on her face. What a gentleman wonwoo is.

"Ugh. Why didn't mingyu appeared?! Why did it have to be you? " jihyeon snarls.

"Because you do the ritual wrong, idiot. Now stop wasting time and I expect steak on my plate in 10 minutes. "

Jihyeon mouth forms into a perfect circle. WONWOO EXPECTS A WHAT?

steak?! Jihyeon is too broke to afford that high class shit and its 3:45 am in the morning. Plus, she has school today.

" wonwo- I mean, PRINCE wonwoo, I can't afford steak and its 3:45 am. In just 2 plus hours, I have to get to school. Could I at least cook you some sunny side up? "

A small sarcastic laugh escapes wonwoo's lips. He gives her a 'you're kidding- me- right' smile as he tilts his head to the side.

"Hahaha. No. "

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"Not good enough. " wonwoo stabs his fork into the steak, folding his arms as he gives Jihyeon the icy cold glare.

Jihyeon makes a shocked face. "HEY! I HAD TO RUN TO WALK TO THE NEAREST SUPETMARKET JUST TO BUY STEAK FOR YOU. OF COURSE ITS NOT GOOD ENOUGH BECUASE YOU WOKE ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT TO COOK YOU DAMN STEAK." jihyeon throws her apron onto the ground, grabbing her school bag and heading out of the door. "I'm going off to school. And you better not be in my house once I come back. "

"Wait! "

Jihyeon didn't wait for a reply. She was too angry to do so. She slammed the door loudly and locked it before stomping to the Bustop.

Wonwoo slides down into the chair, continuously stabbing his steak with the fork.

"Idiot. I can't go back because I don't know how."