[MATURE CONTENT AHEAD: RATED 18]
"I heard you hate me."
Her body instantly relaxing with the familiar voice that soothed her vexation.
Years had passed yet hearing his voice still never failed to send tingles to her body. But realizing she was supposed to be angry with him, she quickly struggled from his hold.
"Oh, yes, I do," she grunted, hostility evident from her tone.
A chaste kiss landed on her neck and it almost flipped her emotions inside out.
"We both know you don't, little sunset," Stephen said softly, keeping his lips on the base of her neck.
Shrugging, Eunae breathed an audible sigh, trying to keep her staggering bitchy aura in place, "Whatever, get off me."
"Never."
Eunae stifled a moan as soon as Stephen ran his tongue along the base of
R E D A M A N C Y(English) (n.) a love returned in full; the act of loving the one who loves you; to love and to be loved.[MATURE CONTENT AHEAD: R-18]Eunae knew Stephen never liked calling the deed as sex. He had always explained to her that sex had a lot of meanings-from describing a person; an organ; or an activity, and he did not want to label what they were having with a word too broad and often used too lightly as if it was nothing, when it was too important and too intimate for him.It might sound weird and lame to many, but it was probably one of the things that made him different from everybody else.Shrugging and mockingly titling her head side to side, she gave him a roll of the eyes. She was just in the mood to rile him up.He
Y U G T O(Filipino) (n.) a fundamental transition or development of a story or phenomenon."Tweachwer, mammam," The little girl mumbled as she held onto the hem of Eunae's dress while being slumped on the floor.Putting the tray down on the nearest table, Eunae crouched and lifted the little girl in her arms with a smile that reached her eyes, "Do you want some water, Wendy?"Almost instantly a soft chuckle left her lips the moment the little girl enthusiastically bobbed with her short little arms raised in the air.It was almost as if the young girl was incredibly too happy even to the point of pumping her fists midair. It was cute as Eunae took note of."Okay, okay, sweetheart, let's get you some water," Eunae said sweetly, walking to the built-
Suddenly, her train of thoughts was abruptly cut short when the piercing shriek made it into her ears. Almost immediately, she carefully put down Wendy and rushed to the little boy who was bleeding, his hand pressed against his forehead. "Alex, what happened, sweetheart?" Eunae asked calmly, trying to tuck the nervousness pricking her nerves that she herself was trembling from the sight before her. "Tweachwer, my h-hwead... table...I h-hwit my hwead," the little boy named Alex wept, pointing his finger at the gushing blood coming out from his open wound. Eunae's reflex was to instantly slump on the floor and cradle the little boy in her arms and place a hand over his bleeding forehead. "You accidentally hit your head on the corner of the table?" She asked gently, roaming her eyes around and trying to find the other assigned teacher for the class. Not exactly finding where her co-teach
[MATURE CONTENT: RATED 18+] A dysfunctional arranged marriage founded on the grounds of friendship, business, and love. What happens when the love is regrettably one-sided, and infidelity comes crashing the complicated and miserable whole ordeal of a narrative? Catastrophe. A series of broken hearts, broken dreams, and broken well-beings that will never be the same again. Eunae Kim had lived her whole life with Yunoh Lee, her best friend, whom she had always fought the world with. They had known each other since they were little, and from then on, had become each other's rock. There were a series of ups and downs along the way to maturity—a long, bumpy, rough road of testing everything they got to give in and eventually crumble into ashes like how the world wanted them to be. There were a couple of crestfallen setbacks that broke
O N S R A (Boro) (v.) to love for the last time; a bittersweet feeling of knowing that a love won't last. [TW]: mention of mental disorders/illness. "Eunae, come on now, you turtle head. We're going to be late!" "Oh crap! Wait! Hey-I said wait!" Swiftly giving her wrist a swipe, Eunae grumbled and frustratingly shook her head. It was 6:30 AM. The dazzling sun was just barely painting the whole horizon of the above, and coloring the lives of the awake, yet here they were, already sprinting to the bus stop with heavy bags slung around their shoulders and sweating with disheveled hairs. Their short lower limbs desperate to take bigger steps than what their feet could ever feasibly make
"Yunoh, what the hell! No foods allowed. Can't you read that, you moron?" Eunae hissed with the softest voice she could ever have.They were doing a trigonometry assignment in the library when she found out Yunoh sneaked in some chips in his bag. It was not long enough when he began eating them one by one, while snapping his head left and right, looking ever so foolishly as if trying not to be caught."Oh, come on, there's no freaking way they would see me.""Of course, they won't see you," Eunae muttered sarcastically with a smile, rolling her eyes, and clasping her hands together on top of the table. "They would only hear you because you eat like a goddamn pig! At least, close your mouth!""Whatever you say, sunshine!" He yelled playfully, quickly earning them a loud sneer of 'be quiet!' from the librarian that made them snort."Gosh, Yunoh, what are you even doing," Eunae slap
"Hey sunshine, you good?""Yup," Eunae lied, trying to mask the lonely tone dripping from her voice.It was her birthday, probably one of the happiest days she had always looked forward to. But with the unprecedented change of how her world had turned upside down, the most awaited day that was usually filled with glitters and rainbows and a hundred more memories of laughter was nothing, but a dull normal day.It seemed unimportant enough not to be even remembered. If anything, she honestly wanted to forget it and all the previous birthdays she had before this.Everything was running business as usual just like how the recent years had been. She was at home right after school, while her mother was busy building their company from square one to provide her a better future.Eunae was more than happy that her mother had already recovered and began living than merely existing. It took
M U T T E R S E E L E N A L L E I N(German) (adj.) To be utterly and extremely alone and lonely that no one could even find you or reach for you, physically and mentally.Over the years, a lot has changed, most especially between Eunae and Yunoh.They were more mature now and have been building their own paths to reach their dreams. Yunoh had been taking over their company, the same way Eunae did for theirs.Who would have thought that after a few years, they would be where they were now? Handling huge companies that provided means of living not only for their families, but also for hundreds if not thousands of people working for them. Maybe above all, was making use of the same surname not only on legal documents, but rather in a daily basis of merely being addressed.Eunae h