I felt better.

I already jogged around the area and found out that the next neighbor was like kilometers away. At least for the briefest moment I was able to not fill my head with Sandara’s face, of my weird emotions about her…about this.

This house was perfect for visitors or clients that prefers privacy—like me.

I turned my head around as I stepped in the house.

No Sandara Park.

I shrugged and walked around. Oh, me being friendlier Jiyong. Yes, that’s my plan now. Besides how hard could it be right? I took the water container out from the fridge and poured the content in the clear glass. I drank it down still my eyes looking for her.

No Sandara Park.

To try be at least civil. How hard could it be right?

I stood and this time my eyes were surveying the whole area and with a scowl on my face, “Where is that girl?”

Why do I have the feeling that she ran away and left me–again?

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I yawned and stretched. I twitched my nose, staring at my so-called work space…messy.

Okay, mess wasn’t the right word…how about the table looked like it was ransacked by burglars? Everything were all over the place. Pens, papers, bundle of opened letters…everything.

I pulled myself from my bed, I realized how dry my eyes were and rubbed it. That’s not a shocker, because I think I read three fourths of the numbers of letters inside the box.

Letters. I gigled still having a hard time believing that I, Sandara Park, has her own little followers, thanks to the weekly strip ran by a national newspaper.

I checked my face and moaned as my eye bags were now visible. Just a nice way to greet Jiyong–Dara Panda.

Grrr…

I opened the door and poked my head to check of any Jiyong presence around and smiled. Thank you, Lord! He might still be sleeping at this time. I silently closed the door and turned left and walked five more steps to reach the bathroom, while my hand was still in the door knob I turned to my shoulder and glance at the room Jiyong’s staying.

This was real.

I am practically sharing the same air with Jiyong Kwon. The Jiyong Kwon. The very same guy who was responsible for the dark circles under my eyes.