Mag-log in"Where is Aceli, Miss?"
Pandora frowned as Helios' voice suddenly entered the kitchen and startled her. She turned to find him beginning to pace slowly. "Aceli is in my room. Asleep." Satiated. Sat up for a while. Falling asleep. That's what happened to Aceli after adding three more plates for dinner. Pandora only cooked quail egg soup, but Aceli liked it very much. Not a few always mentioned that the flavor of Kingston's cooking tasted exactly the same as Pandora's. "SleePandora waited anxiously for Chris to answer the video call. Something might be happening, which made her suspect this was some kind of strange glitch. It wasn’t like Pandora to find herself in a situation where she had to... try a second time, hoping that Chris’s face would appear on her phone screen any moment now—and then her father would flash his most reassuring smile.She’d often gone through this before—sometimes Chris didn’t even take long to respond to anything Pandora said. Now she was suddenly afraid that Kingston might have done something to her father.[Panda....]A little relieved. That’s how Pandora’s feelings could be described. She smiled as she shifted into a more comfortable position on the bed.[How are you, Dad?]This was always the first thing she asked before discussing anything else. Her father would answer with a beaming face, and that was a strength that could never be defeated. Pandora was glad her father was all right.[Are you goi
“I don’t want to see you bite your lip again. Understand, Pandora?” Kingston whispered, his command thick with a tone of suppressed anger. The man immediately took a step back, distancing himself so that Pandora might respond firmly.But up to this very moment, she hadn’t said what she should have. She hadn’t uttered any stinging words about Kingston, or the string of mistakes the man had made. She just remained silent in a pathetic reaction. Silent, not knowing how to justify her restless feelings.A few pairs of eyes might be staring at her, but even Pandora’s courage, if she had any, wasn’t enough to retaliate against everyone who was looking. Her face is bowed. Waiting for who knows what... she wants Kingston to finish what he started.“Does anyone object to my actions just now?”Unfortunately, Kingston started everything off with a foolish move. Asking how people have hidden sides they won’t reveal is like digging a hole for himself. They won’t voice their disag
“Hurry up, Panda. Mr. Lee is going to give us a lecture after this!”Pandora hurried to keep up with Anna’s relentless pace. Too late. That single word explained why they couldn’t walk calmly, even though their frantic footsteps had already reached the campus hallway. Stomping hard against the blowing wind—greeting it as gently as a loving caress.Pandora’s gaze was fixed straight ahead, unconcerned that several students were watching them. The crucial point for her was the necessity of entering the classroom before... the coming irony was the inevitable, complete tardiness.Anna’s body froze in front of the classroom. As if truly frozen solid, and when Pandora accidentally touched her shoulder. Another shock became a terrifying specter. Uncontrollable.In that one room, a kind of energy seemed to bind them together. Pandora’s understanding of today’s schedule felt dragged down to its lowest point. She didn’t remember the Dramaturgy course—the class between Mr. Zade
“Sister Panda, wake up.”Pandora couldn’t remember the last time she’d drifted off into the sorrowful shadow of Kingston. After making sure the man was truly gone, she hurried—as quickly as she could—to gather the scattered clothes on the floor. She tidied up her disheveled appearance, though it was of no use when she tried to mend her shattered feelings. It was a complete mess. Just like when she couldn’t ignore the urge to sleep. And once she woke up, the situation was no longer the same.The silence in the room was filled by Anna and Aceli, who were carrying backpacks. The little girl woke Pandora up, so with her consciousness barely fully gathered, she steadily fixed her gaze on the two of them, her brows furrowed in wonder.“Who brought her here?”Pandora jolted, clutching her chest as it pounded violently. She fixed Anna with an extraordinarily sharp gaze, making sure Anna wouldn’t say Kingston wasn’t involved in this.“I just got here, and I happened to se
“Done.”Pandora finished her work by copying the organized data onto another device. She handed the copies to Anna, along with a research assignment on dramaturgy to be printed out and neatly bound.“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” asked Anna, already all dressed up in a light coat and slipping on her leather shoes. Sometimes Anna turned around, just to repeatedly make sure Pandora wouldn’t change her mind.“I just want to rest, Ann. I’m sleepy. I didn’t get enough sleep last night.”Even after the brutal expulsion. That didn’t make Kingston give up. No, not until Anna deliberately called security to take the man away.“Alright, then. I’m leaving first. It might take a while—I’ll do the monthly shopping and also need to buy printer ink since it’s empty.”Pandora nodded faintly. Watching Anna’s fingertips touch the doorknob, she said, “Take care of yourself out there.” Then she settled into a lying position facing the wall, left alone in the room. Last night’s confrontation had
“We need to talk.” Ignoring Pandora’s request, the man voiced something Pandora had already exhausted all possibilities of considering. Kingston’s attitude had made everything crystal clear; she no longer needed any explanatory words or anything of that nature. “I want to go back to the dorm. If you really object to taking me there, I can go home on my own.”“But we need to talk for a moment, Pandora.”“No. You only need to discuss this with her. I’m an exception for you.” Pandora steeled herself, glaring at Kingston with hatred, anger, and a fiery gaze. “Whatever. Do whatever you want! I can go home on my own.” She was already reaching for the car door, consistently ignoring Kingston and his wishes.“Fine. I’ll drive you.”Though the ride to the dorm was eventually overshadowed by a heavy silence, Pandora remained fixed on the view outside the window. The dorm building loomed tall. Soon… so Pandora prepared to get out. She slammed Kingston’s car door hard
The mirror in front of Pandora reflected a disheveled image of herself. Still a little thankful Pandora didn't find Kingston by the bedside when she woke up in the morning, even though throughout the night the man had wrapped an arm possessively around the flat surface of her stomach to occasiona
"King, please stop this ...." The mere mention of the name was all Pandora could say, but Kingston would never let go of his prey. He scooped roughly at the nipples that were provoked to harden. Almost the entirety of Pandora's bosom sank into Kingston's mouth, like he was so thirsty. Each
Pandora pressed against the doorframe with hesitation. For some reason, when she returned from the kitchen and living room, she felt like her room was surrounded by an electric storm—full of tension that Pandora couldn't quite describe. She wanted to call it quits, let alone continue her interru
"Panda, are you home?" Pandora stood still for a moment watching her father's slightly limping gait. Chris seemed both shocked and incredulous at her sudden return. Pandora had expected Aquela to say something about the job she had gotten. The woman was somehow too good at winning her fathe







