And now, on the other side, regarding the dark-haired individual... "Can you tell me, where the hell were you for three straight hours yesterday?" His father and wife asked him seriously as they saw the shorter one entering the house. "Answer, Tom." "I was on campus with Laya, Harrison," he replied, setting aside his water bottle. "I know I shouldn't have sneaked out, but I just spent some time with them..." His mother shook her head; there was no logical explanation for being absent for three hours. "They thought you were lost or something, Tom. Besides, there was a water leak, and on top of that, Katherina was also missing." "I didn't know about that," Tom said, of course he knew. "I only know that I was with my friends outside the campus..." "That's not an excuse, alright?" His father said, somewhat exasperated. His son spent three hours outside without a trace, and it was clear he had worried them. "I don't want any more complaints, and don't do that again," he ordered. "Whe
Kiss me, and please, never stop.------------------A long night, endless hours where they made love tirelessly, or so it felt. They gazed at each other for a long time, craving more. In this moment, in the spacious kitchen, Katherina sat on the tall stool by the wooden table, while Tom leaned against the kitchen entrance, observing her with arms crossed and his head tilted, resting against a nearby pillar. He admired how beautiful she looked, immersed in her writing—or as she called it, rereading what she had written—how beautiful she looked in her black shirt, which she had taken off and put back on countless times the previous afternoon and night, because yes, they spent the entire evening and night together after that brief encounter on the neighboring street. He thought that Katherina's rebellious appearance attracted him, drove him crazy, made him forget things she didn't know and didn't want to disclose. Because now... Now that time had caught up with him, he knew he would lose
PASSIONATE KITCHEN...TAKE ME.THRILL ME...MAKE ME YOURS...---------------Going from a moment of love, intimacy, and tenderness to a heated moment, is it already a habit between the dark-haired man and the brunette? Yes, indeed, and that's what was happening right now:Most of the things that were possibly on a large kitchen countertop for perhaps obvious reasons, are now on the floor, maybe broken, or perhaps still intact."Which do you prefer? Chocolate cake or vanilla cake?" she asked, her breath near his lips."Chocolate," he replied, his voice laden with a gasp. "For example, the one I'm currently penetrating with such intensity that I don't want to leave.""Well... Don't leave," she whispered as Tom's thrusts made her shudder, moan. "You're amazing, have I told you?" she asked, her back pressed against the refrigerator, his hand firmly gripping her thighs at his hips, while his right hand clutched the refrigerator frame. Their grunts grew louder as he went in and out with rel
It all began with the dark-haired one at the brunette's house, but then, the kitchen moment happened at Tom's house, where they practically spent a full day and a half. Time seemed to stand still with the dark-haired one, but now, as the brunette headed home, she realized that time does exist. As she entered her house, she found her father standing in the Star room, arms crossed and a furious expression on his face as he saw his daughter arrive."Where the hell were you?" Idris asked, his anger and concern evident. "Katherina..." The silent culprit responded with a lie."I... I was with Jisoo. Yeah, I was with Jisoo.""Isn't she supposed to be on a field trip?" Her confused father asked. "You didn't answer my calls for a day and a half, Katherina.""I'm sorry, Dad... I'm sorry. I won't do it again." She approached him and hugged him. "I promise." Looking into his eyes, she planted a kiss on the tip of his nose. "I lost track of time with Jisoo, and I didn't realize my phone had no bat
What could be worse? Listening to your good friend's sermons? Or having him tell you that what you're doing is supposedly wrong?"No, it can't be," he said for the tenth time. The handsome man in question was telling him that again. "Have you gone crazy, Tom?" he asked, furrowing his brow as the mentioned man put his backpack in his locker. "It's Katherina. The one you told me was just part of a revenge plan, revenge..." he emphasized. "And now you come and tell me you're in love with her?""Yes, that's what I'm telling you," he said, both of them resuming their walk towards the soccer field. "Listen, Harrison, I know it sounds twisted, but that's how it happened. I fell in love with her, I fell in love with Katherina." His words flowed softly from his mouth, filled with emotion. "I love her.""Sure," Harrison sarcastically retorted, and Tom rolled his eyes. "Go tell that story to Laya or Jin, they'll believe you right away, but not me. Tell me something, Tom, how the hell are you goi
The days passed like leaves transitioning from green to a yellowish color under the sun shining upon them. In this moment, caught between a dream-like state and a moment for two, the dark-haired and the brunette found themselves enjoying each other's company with laughter and kisses."Tom, enough!" she pleaded amidst laughter. "You devil," she said as she managed to break free from his grasp and saw the feigned look of offense on his face. "Stop it already!" she shouted as he once again had her in his grip, tickling her. She fell onto the bed, with him on top, straddling her. "That's enough, Tommy!" she laughed, tears escaping her eyes."Only if you give me a kiss," he requested, his face close to hers. "Katherina..."The brunette gazed into those eyes she adored, licked her lips, and gave him a deep kiss that quickly turned passionate. She sucked on his lip slowly, and in a swift motion, Tom was in his place with her on top. They continued in that kiss until Katherina moved her lips
"All right, everyone to your places," the philosophy teacher requested as both grades gathered in his classroom for the singing contest. Because today, today was the day for the performances. As the classroom settled into their seats, he took the microphone and introduced each of the contestants. "I hope you all support your classmates today and maintain order," he said in front of everyone. "Today is a great day to discover new talents, to enjoy and support." The classroom buzzed with excitement. "In 10 minutes, it will all begin," he added finally, and he made his way to where the other teachers were at the back of the room.All the participants were excited, while others were nervous. Among them was a certain brunette who was praying to heaven that everything would go well and not disappoint anyone, especially a certain dark-haired boy."Relax," she said as she approached him, patting his shoulder. "You'll do great.""Thank you, Jisoo," she hugged him for the encouragement. "I hope
"Before I begin to sing, I want to say a few words," she said. "Everyone here has seen, witnessed how I have changed, how I have changed with someone who used to only want to kill." The classroom laughed; they already knew who she was talking about. "That feeling just shifted one night after so many things, without me even realizing it, just on a piece of paper, several, to be honest," she chuckled. "I wrote down what, after reading it over and over again, were feelings that that guy over there," she pointed at Tom, "makes me feel, that make themselves known, that fill me up. Those feelings that I thought I would never feel towards him, but now I only feel them. And you know what? I don't regret it. That guy is a great guy, a great person who has been there for me no matter what. That guy who I know feels the same way I do. And what do I feel? I feel nothing but a deep love for him. I love you so much, Tom," she confessed, looking at him, noticing the teary eyes in him, and he just si