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Chapter 82

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There was a tense silence prior to Seung-ho's reply.

“She's dead. Died while giving birth to me. I never really got to meet her before you go on with saying you're sorry for me. I had a little picture of her in my wallet but as you know, I misplaced it at the Velvet lounge. That reminds me, did Ji Won give you feedback if any black wallet was seen?” Seung-ho replied, managing to drift the conversation from his mother to his 5000-won wallet.

“No…he didn't find any wallet, I'm sorr
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  • What’s Wrong With My Art Coach?   Chapter 82

    There was a tense silence prior to Seung-ho's reply. “She's dead. Died while giving birth to me. I never really got to meet her before you go on with saying you're sorry for me. I had a little picture of her in my wallet but as you know, I misplaced it at the Velvet lounge. That reminds me, did Ji Won give you feedback if any black wallet was seen?” Seung-ho replied, managing to drift the conversation from his mother to his 5000-won wallet. “No…he didn't find any wallet, I'm sorry,” Min-a replied casually. Seung-ho banged the steering wheel so suddenly with aggression. He made Min-a realize the wallet was really important to him. “Hey…you can always get a new wallet, right?” Min-a suggested but he wasn't having it. “It's just not any wallet, Min-a. You don't get it. It is the only thing I had left of my mother and now it is gone.” Seung-ho gritted through his clenched teeth. “I'm sure it's somewhere around with someone. Since you said you really

  • What’s Wrong With My Art Coach?   Chapter 81

    “It was a compliment, you know. If you were from this generation, you would know that that was a real ass compliment.” Min-a’s brows furrowed from the sun hitting directly in his eyes as he said so. Seung-ho could smell the work under the sun from where he sat. “Inn Woo, get out of my face, I have somewhere to be.” He dismissed him. “Yo, I know. Min-a said you both weren't going to the hospital, that you had your artsy classes to do. The thing is-” “I'm not giving you a ride, Inn Woo. You are not sitting in my car smelling like a donkey's arse.” Seung-ho cut him off, knowing exactly where he was heading with charming smiles and all. “Give me the chance to pay you back. I promise I will keep you out of the family meetings for a month.” Inn Woo pleaded, trying the puppy dog look. “Wipe that thing off your face, it is not even decentin the least.” Seung-ho discarded all of his tries. Min-a shoved him out of his way in time, taking the passenger seat. He ordered him to

  • What’s Wrong With My Art Coach?   Chapter 80

    “Wine or Whiskey?” Seung-ho swung both in Min-a's face. Min-a had a hard time making a pick. He had school the next day, so wine was the perfect pick. Only there was another tempting offer standing just between his two choices. “I think I would go with “Or” it looks a bit more tasty and strong..” He grinned slight, dressing back on the bed to reveal more of his shirtless body. Seung-ho hummed. A smile gracing his lips as he knelt on the bed, edging towards Min-a. “That can be arranged.” Seung-ho placed both bottles on his side drawer, coming to settle between Min-a's legs while caging his upper body between his strained muscle arm. Seung-ho lowered his head, surprising Min-a with a forehead kiss first, then trailed down to the side of his face. The lower and closer he got to his lips, the more passionate the kiss felt. Min-a was quick to place his hands on his back, drawing him close so he could feel the heat of his body on his. The AC in the waiting room of the h

  • What’s Wrong With My Art Coach?   Chapter 79

    Aera placed a hand on his shoulder as she watched his face crumple in disappointment before it faded off. “Alright.” Min-a turned around to leave only to be held back by her small palm wrapping around his arm. “Uh, Min-a. Did you guys have a huge fight or something?” She inquired cautiously. Since that's all Kwan Seung-ho would tell her, he just wouldn't tell her why, and why he didn't want to fix it. Now that she was intertwined in their lives. Aera somehow felt the responsibility resting on her shoulders to make sure they both were alright. “Did he say we had a fight?” Min-a answered with a question after a moment of silence. “Yes.” Aera nodded. “Right, we did have a slight misunderstanding.” Min-a agreed, downplaying it. “I don't think a slight misunderstanding would leave him smoking everyday and isolating himself. He is my best friend and I do not joke with him or his mental health.” Aera stated, the friendly smile completely vanished from her face. And jus

  • What’s Wrong With My Art Coach?   Chapter 78

    “Hey, Min-a..” Duncan muttered after reading out loud. “It gets better.” Ji-ho grinned, scrolling to the next picture. It was a picture of them at the restaurant when they brought their heads closer so no one eavesdropped on their conversation. Only from this angle, you could swear it looked like a really intimate moment. The phrase, “Cute Date” was placed right over the picture. “If I didn't know us, I would also think we were on a date. The angles are just too damn perfect.” Duncan admired his jaw lines from the angle at which the sun struck. Ji-ho turned to Min-a as he left with a plate full, turning around the table to find a place to sit. “You are supposed to be panicking…why are you not panicking?” Ji-ho followed him. “Because it is not a major blog, Duncan is a family friend and eventually, they will find out. Let my fans eat up the little cooked-up fantasy, when I have the energy, I will tell my agency to sort it out with our own photos to discredit whatever th

  • What’s Wrong With My Art Coach?   Chapter 77

    “I don't know...December or something. You give the last born, spoiled child energy.” Ji-ho shrugged. “The nerves you have…” Min-a shook his head in disbelief. “Min-a, she's not exactly wrong. You are the last born and you're spoiled.” Duncan agreed with Ji-ho. “Big brother, you are on no moral ground to call me spoiled.” Min-a snapped at him. “Woah. Go, queen.” Ji-ho hailed him, pouting. “Shut up,” Min-a chastised.“Whatever. I'm going to use your bathroom, check the rice. It burns, I kill you.” Ji-ho threatened before exiting the kitchen. Duncan patiently waited for her to be out of hearing range before turning to Min-a. “I don't want to hear it, Deonkeon. I'm not talking to Mr. Kwan. I don't have anything to say to him, as you can see, he also didn't bother to show up looking for me. So maybe you are the only one who is actually overthinking it because I'm not.” Min-a stated, standing up from the stool. “Min-a..you understand that you fucked up right? Like you are the one w

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