Novel & Cerita Oh Jin Hwan

His window rolls down, revealing him to the security who just hums and haws, and lets us in without as much as a check. “I told you,” he gives me his cocky grin. He’s dressed in a white hoodie with his name boldly printed at the back, it's paired with grey joggers, and white canvas to match. I try to meet up the ‘Big Star’s Girlfriend’ expectation. My dress is a white slim-fit lace, with thin satin underneath. The deep V-neck cuts down my chest, serving flawless boobs at the classiest rate, and my high side slit almost stops at my hip. My peach diamond purse is paired with my designer heels.

Haneul Jang's lips opened slightly as he turned his head in doubt. "Ah. That person is." There stood Seo Jinwon wearing the K University uniform, staring intently at Yuhwan with a gaze mixed with hatred and complexity while frowning his brow area deeply. *** Haneul Jang stared at the bizarre confrontation situation in front of his eyes while exhaling a roughly trembling breath.

Panting with her shoulders heaving as if she had been running a race, Joo Hyo-jin scanned her surroundings and casually greeted the rest of the group first. "Whew! Gang-mu oppa and Gye-yeong oppa are here too? Good to see you. How was Hong Kong? Wait! Let me just have a quick word with the part-timer first." After making a frantic fuss, Hyo-jin suddenly froze, staring blankly at Hyeon-sin as if a screw had gone loose in her mind. "I'm Joo Hyo-jin. CEO Han Gyoo-ryeon's maternal cousin."

Devin's smirk faded, replaced by something softer—almost sad. “I haven’t heard that name in years.” Devin—or rather, Ji-hwan—leaned against the balcony railing, cigarette burning slowly between his fingers. The night air was cooler now, thick with silence. Soo-ah didn’t speak. His chest was tight, breath caught somewhere between disbelief and memory. Ji-hwan. That name hadn’t been spoken in almost a decade. Not by anyone. And now he stood here—taller, colder, no longer a boy but a man who wore shadows like a second skin.