"Hm?" she gazes up at me, not annoying me for once. "I saw you changed your bag today, may it be possible to get the one you had before...? Please...I broke mine this morning after hurrying to catch the bus, but if my mom knows about this, she'll kill me..." I explain to her what I've been waiting to say since I saw her this morning.

"That was a Gucci one, she'll believe you stole it..." she frowns at me, knowing how poor I am. "I'll tell her the truth once I have the new one...but if I don't have a new one before explaining all this to her, I'm gonna get beaten up."

She stares at me as if she was thinking about a decision. "You're lying, piece of shit," she figures out, ruining all my plans. "I'm not..."

She hits me hard in the guts. "Don't you dare lie to me, I know you are," she speaks in a threatening manner, forgetting her height and strength in front of me. She tries to walk away, but I grab her arm and make a second attempt. "All right, I lied, but I really want a Gucci bag...please...have some pity for the poor guy that I am..."

"I don't feel pity for people who beg me to have something like that, if it was to eat, then I would give you money, but right now you're just being a beggar," she throws at my face. I cannot believe it, she has no heart. "Please...Some guys have been bothering me just because my bag is damaged and looks ugly, but I don't have money to buy one...I promise I'll do anything you want."

"Who annoys you?" she finally trusts me now that I'm serious. "The ones that are friends with Byunghun, they tried to throw my stuff in a bin yesterday, so I beat them up, but the teacher saw us in the streets, so I was scolded. Everything happened when you were not here, I swear I'm telling the truth right now."

She sighs and crosses her arms around her binder. "What do I get in return?" she gives me hope. I try to find a way to make her accept, and once an idea comes to my mind, I lift my hand up between us but only hold the two fingers in the middle up, gesturing something smutty.

She smiles at me. "I don't know what that means, Jungoo. Sorry," she enjoys it, but since I'm not shy about this, I lean in and whisper it in her ear. "I'll finger you, or go down on you," I look back into her eyes. However, she shakes her head. "I want something else."

"What?" I let her pick. "You do whatever I want for a whole day, and I pay you the bag you want," she puts a condition to it, not realizing how small this is. "All right," I bite my lips but feel happy about it. I'm going to be able to brag about my expensive bag. "When will I have it?"

"Well, we can go to the Gucci store after school," she shrugs but causes some joy to me. This is one of the best days of my life. "Oh my god, wait. Does that mean I'm going to be in the Bentley you always get in to go home?"

"Yes," she nods but doesn't seem to understand how great it is for me. "Why are you so excited?" he chuckles at me, but I throw my arms around her and hug her. "I love you so much," I press a kiss on her cheek, before running to my friend. "Guys!"

"Wow. What's up?" Hajoon raises his eyes at me but laughs. "I'm going to be in the Bentley we saw the other day, and y/n is going to buy me the Gucci bag I want!"

"Are you serious?" he gapes but peeks over me. "Yes! I can't wait to be there, bro!" I express all my eagerness, turning around to see if y/n is still here. She walked away. "I'm coming with you! I don't want to—"

"No," I cut him off. "I'm the only one going."

"Why?!" he punches my arm, mad about the fact I'll be the only one able to get in that expensive car. "Because, she asked me, not you."

"I'll ask her too," he shrugs and walks away like a jerk. I hope she'll refuse.

•••

4 pm.

I put my stuff in my bag to hurry to leave while y/n is going slowly as always. "We're going to the store together, right?" I ask again, making sure she's not fooling me. "Yes, we're going. Baby boy," she scoffs at me but puts her bag on her shoulders. I do the same and take her hand to make her hasten her steps and be there more quickly.

"Wait," she slows me down as I was going a bit too fast for her body. "I need to call him first," she takes her phone out, so I let go of her hand and look at what she's doing. I forgot it was her personal driver. She texts him and now moves forth to walk down the stairs, so I follow her.

"How much will you pay for me?" I get ready before being disappointed, but she looks up at me. "I told you I pay the one you want, I don't ever look at the price."

"Good," I grin like a kid who is about to receive a gift for Christmas. "We'll be in your Bentley, right?" I cannot stop questioning her. "Yes," she answers me.

In short seconds, we reach the outside, so I almost run to the gate to leave the school and walk through the street, looking for the Bentley I'm about to enter. "Can you wait a bit?" she yells at me for being too eager, so I stop myself but fidget on my spot. "Come on!"

"You're a damn kid..." she rolls her eyes, but we both finally reach the car, and once she allows me to enter it, I do it as well. The interior already amazes me with only one glimpse of it, but once I sit down and feel how comfortable the leather is, see the screen before me, this is twice better.

"Hey, how are you doing?" she talks to the driver, the muscular, tanned man who looks like a bodyguard in his suit and tie. "I'm fine, Haneul isn't with you today?" he asks but causes me to feel a bit like a bother. "No, I told him I would go out with Jungkook."

"Ah, all right. Let's get on the road then," he puts his sunglasses on and starts the car, getting me to hear the amazing sound of the motor. I put my seat belt on after almost forgetting what's the most important, but y/n lifts her hand up to pull a screen down and surprises me. I'm like a kid visiting Disneyland for the first time. Once she presses on something, the arm between us opens and reveals some snacks, she grabs a bag of M&M's, and then a bottle of banana milk. "Do you want something?"

I shake my head, and she closes this compartment. She opens her bottle but places the screen back the way it was to use the one she has before her. I watch her choose a drama, then once it starts, she takes her phone out and calls someone.

"Papa?" she becomes all cute, sipping on her drink but smiling broadly. "Yes, what about you?" she lowers her milk down to her lap, my eyes following it but landing on her thighs. "I'm with Jungkook," she pronounces my name but makes me realize her father knows it. "Here, he's just next to me. We're going to the Mall."

I rub my fingers over my cheekbone and look around us, feeling astounded by everything in here. This is so luxurious, not something I'm used to seeing in my everyday life. "Okay, see you later. I love you," she hangs up. Her phone goes down on her seat, but she straightens her back and starts to unbutton her dress shirt. Since she doesn't tell me to glance away, I pretend to get more comfortable on my seat and lean my head back on the cushion to peek at her undressing herself.

She removes her top, but only to be in a tight top and disappoint me when I expected to see her in her bra. This pink top with her white skirt is still very pleasant to the eye. I lick my lips but look at her screen to not get caught.

"Do you want to listen to some music?" she lays her eyes on me, leaving her clothing on the front seat. "You can put what you want," I don't say anything, already enjoying the ride the way it is now. "Okay then," she grabs her banana milk again and watches her drama.

20 minutes later...

"See you in some minutes, Alex," she tells him goodbye and closes the door, and since I don't know this place at all, I follow her. We both left our bags in the car, so I feel more comfortable. We both walk inside the mall, and she leads me to the store after a few steps.

"Here, pick the one you want," she looks up at me, so I go to the bags section with enthusiasm, still not believing what is happening to me. At the exact second that I see the black leather one, I point my finger at it. "This one," I glance at her to check her reaction, and she nods to me, so I take it but then see the duffle bag that goes with it. "Oh...it matches with this one...with the snake...it would be great for sport..."

She rolls her eyes and shows some annoyance.  "Take it..."

I beam but grab it as well. "Since I feel you coming with another question, do you want a pouch with it to put your pencils and all?" she allows me to get more, so I do not refuse. "Yes, the bee one," I tell her the one I saw and hoped to have, she adds it to the two items I already got and unlocks her phone. "Is that all?"

"Yes," I don't all for more, and she walls up to the checkout, being followed by the boy I am who feels like he's leaving a dream. She speaks to the man and pays for everything while I'm having closer attention to the cost that is rising very quickly. 

With everything in the shopping bag, the price is five thousand dollars. How is this possible? She's seventeen.

"Have a good day, thank you," she bows to him and says goodbye to leave the store with me. "Here, little boy," she grins at me but hands me the bag with all the items she bought for me. For the first time in my life, I can't wait to go to school. "I'm going to buy a milkshake, do you want something?"

"No, I'm going to look at all those luxury shops," I shake my head, so she walks away and heads to the seller to buy her drink. Since I've never been to this type of mall, I look at the shoes displayed on the front of the Christian Louboutin's shop, where she must have bought her shoes. I really like the ones she has, but I feel like it's enough for today, for the year.

The ones she has on her feet cost one thousand dollars though, this girl is really living her best life.

"Stop looking at them like a sad puppy," she comes back, making me turn around out of surprise. She sips on her milkshake but stares at me. "I like your sneakers...I didn't know they had a version for men..." I give her some hints shamelessly, getting her to chuckle and shake her head. "I won't buy them for you."

"Why?" I act hurt and look back at them. "Because I don't want anyone else in the school to have the same as I have," she gives me the reason for this. I knew it. "But the white ones are different..."

"We will match like a couple, so no," she doesn't accept. I sigh and try to get her, feeling like this would be fun to have matching shoes with her no matter how much we fight every day.

"You annoy me. Which color do you like the most?" she gives in to me. "Black, please, and my size is eight point five," I answer but receive her milkshake in my hand, I hold it and she walks inside the shop just for me. I wait impatiently but try her drink, loving the taste it has.

I look around me but only see a few people, who I assume to be rich. Feeling the cold and sweet drink go down my stomach, I stop to not gulp down everything, and y/n already comes back.

I move my hand forth to hang another bag on it, but she pulls it back. "You do what I want for two days, okay?" she establishes another rule, but after all the money she spent on me. "Deal," I agree to it. She gives me the bag, so I hand her the milkshake. "No, you can drink it. My stomach is aching."

"All right," I keep it for myself.

•••

5:50 am.

I enter the car with all my bags, not wanting to leave them in the trunk. Y/n joins me and talks to Alex, the driver, since I asked her if I could go to her house. She nods to him as I'm still lost in my daydream but brings the screen between us down. "Give the location of your house," she addresses me. I bring my eyes on the digital map and look for my house, feeling in the future with this girl. "Why do I have to?"

"For Alex to bring you back home later, I won't be with you, so that's easier to show you," she explains.

"Okay, it's here," I remove my hand, and she puts the screen the way it was. "Your father saw that you spent more than six thousand dollars today, he called me and asked if it was normal because he tried to reach you, but you haven't answered."

"Oh, I couldn't. I don't have any battery anymore, but I was at the Gucci store then I bought a pair of Louboutin shoes, so that's normal," she smiles but gets hold of a charger for her phone. "Ah, all right. I'll tell him."

"Is your house big?" I comb my hair back, feeling a bit hot. "It's a villa..." she smiles. "So yes, I guess it's big."

She guesses?

"Do you have a pool?" I ask one of the points that interest me the most. "A big one," she nods but chuckles. "Why are you so curious? You'll see once you're there."

"Oh...but is the water warm?" I cannot stop myself, making her seem amused by it other than bothered. "It's warm, but if you're cold you can get in the jacuzzi. It's opened in the summer, but we keep it in a closed room when it's winter. We also have a playing room with an eight K LCD TV, a sports room, my bedroom has a bathroom as well, with a walk-in closet that contains all my clothes and shoes..." she counts with her fingers. "Then we have a spa, our backyard is a park— No, I'm joking," she stops. "We don't have a park, but you'll see the rest. I'll make you visit if you want."

"Okay, I can't wait," I let her know about my excitement, even though I'm a bit fearful to meet her dad. He's tall and scary.

20 minutes later...

"I'll come back once you call me, all right?" the driver smiles at her, and she nods to walk away but waves at him. I keep a strong grip on my bags, feeling some stress in my stomach and chest. I walk through the front yard of her house after the gate was opened, but I stay a bit in the back to make sure she's the one to go in first. Why do I feel like I'm about to meet my girlfriend's father? I'm as nervous as I was when it happened with my exes.

Anyway, the outside of the house is already gorgeous with the small lake, the flowers, the stones, the wooden walkway that leads to the front door, so I can't even imagine how it is inside.

Once she unlocks the door, I peek inside, and she walks in, so I do so to not stay where I am. As soon as I enter the villa, my jaw drops to the floor. This is so beautiful but so luxurious. The size of this living room is almost as big as my house.

"Papa!" she yells and drops her school bag on the floor, leaving her shoes there. The manly voice reverberates through the house, and in short seconds, the tall and robust man comes from the left, walking past an arched opening. He smiles, but no time for him to move even further, y/n jumps into his arms.

I guess she acts that way with everyone or some men in particular since I never saw her do this with someone other than me, Haneul, and now her father. There must be a reason behind this.

"Honey," he rubs her back and presses a kiss on her cheek, her body looking tiny in his hold. I put my bags down but fear to go closer, feeling small even with the distance that separates us. He smiles at her but puts her back on the floor, laying his eyes on me. I didn't notice the first time I saw him from afar, but his eyes are even more destabilizing than I thought, their chestnut brown pigmentation makes him even more scary.