My Powerful Ace

Chapter 15:

"Yeah~ call me all you want" I told him as I stopped myself from smiling. He pouted  "don't act like that.. You're awkward" I laughed

"I was actually waiting for your smile" he smiled as he placed his hands on his cheeks

"Yah! Stop doing that it makes me cringe" I told him as I glared but he flicked his fingers on my forehead and ran away saying "Snap out of it"

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As soon as the bell rang I went quickly to the bus station.. I have a long way to go. Today was my father's 4th anniversary, he is actually right next to my mother's ashes. I fought with the owner to give me the spot and thankfully he give up.

The flowers I will give him is handmade, he loves my crafts especially flowers. Sometimes he makes a deal with me, giving me extra allowance and he will give my product to my mother.

At a young age I actually became a book designer to my mother's novels. My father owns the biggest publishing company in Seoul. There was a time I asked the both of them about how they meet each other. At first they fought like when my father said "your mom was head over heels on me" and my mother was in denial saying "don't believe him darling" smacking my father's head "he was the one who likes me soooo much that he keep his feelings secret as he continuously sending me flowers that are handmade and real ones"

I was practically remembering every memory I have with them. I was happy but in the same time I miss them. I missed it when someone calls them "Avy's Eomma.. Avy's appa"

I placed my handmade flower in his cell as I placed another one on my mother's cell. "Appa.. I delivered your flower to Eomma. You must be happy" I said

"Miss Kim??" The owner look at me and smiled. "I have something for you" he said as he was holding a box approaching me

"Letters?" I asked him and even he told me that I could be a mind reader someday...

"Ohhh you two are famous... look you receive dozens of letters" I told them as I opened the box "should I read to you both?" I reached in the box. "To Miss Park Sun Yeon, authornim ~~~ how are you doing?. Your books are still remembered by dozens of readers worldwide.. does your daughter also writes novels? I bet she does" he said "Eomma~ should I submit the novel I created?? Maybe next time" I smiled

"To Kim Taejong.... oh!!! Appa it's from Hal-abeoji!!!.." I cheered "to my dearest son. Why did you go up too early! You didn't even wait for me to die!" I was literally laughing at grandfather's letter but it became sad at the last part. I can see his tears are still present in the letter

I suddenly remembered the house owner "ohh appa! I will come back and read your letters later but now I think I must be returning to that house or I'll be dead" I told him as I apologise over and over

"Ohhhh my!!! I'm dead. I'M DEADDD!!!" I panicked and ran as fast as I can to the Bus station "is the he home?? Maybe not? Right?? Just think positive thoughts" I cheered myself

Heeseung's POV

That's why it reminded me of my mother.. I almost forgot it's her 4th death anniversary. I rushed out of the school and went straight to the flower shop after buying violet orchids we headed straight to my house.

I change to my most comfortable clothes and take a nature walk outside with those wrapped up orchids.

Eomma I am coming..

It was a 15 minutes walk going to her. As I reached the blossoming beautiful tree in the middle, I thought my father would be here but I am wrong... I can't even see his shadow

"Eomma.. It's you and me again. Father must be busy" I told her as I stamp the flower on the tree. "Eomma... I visited the person, Miss Park Sun Yeon, the writer who helped us 8 years ago.. I also gave her violet flowers" I sat down and enjoy the breeze, as the flowers were falling down from its branches. It made me feel that she was just right here beside me

"Eomma... I can't boast myself to you because for four years, I can't seem to smile or even be happy for even a day. I become a jerk for four years" I laugh at myself

"I really wanted to sing... I want to sing you a song, since you will love it" I think of a song that can be cozy and relaxing

"Butterfly~ Like a butterflyyyy~"

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Avy's POV

I'm doomed! I slowly opened the door but I there's no movement inside the house. I tiptoed to the kitchen and still there's no one..

"I'm safe" I told myself as I carelessly made some noise knowing that there's no one home yet besides me

I made some ramyeon, I also cook the beef until I got it's perfect texture. I look out of the window and saw someone approaching, that's when I quickly serve the food on his table and ran upstairs

I waited for him to go in his room because I can't hold on much longer. As soon as I heard a door closed. I ran to the bathroom to poop, I massage my stomach because it hurts so much "aigoo ~ Did I ate something bad?" I sighed as soon as I am finished

I crawled to get some water to drink but the glass suddenly fell to the ground hurting one of my foot's fingers "shoot!" I hide myself under the desk as I heard footsteps going down the stairs

"That's odd.. I thought I was the only one living in this house" he said as he walk towards the kitchen and saw the broken glass, not only that bath also the light in the bathroom.

He searched everywhere and can't find a thing. He then turn the lights off and head back upstairs. I can easily breath now

I crawled to where the broken glass is, after picking every piece of it the lights suddenly turned on and heard footsteps, he was walking towards me

I really am doomed

I slowly look up to his face. The both of us were shocked about it

"Avy/ Heesueng??" The both of us said in chorus

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Author's Note:
I sincerely apologize for  all my wrong typos and grammars that are presented in the story. 😪😞🙏