All of them came from a very successful and influential family to the point that no one wants to get in their way knowing that they got nothing compared to them. Han Village, where the richest of the rich resides and doctor and lawyer are the only accepted profession. Will the kids ever get to dream their own dreams or will they just be a puppet of their parents? Let's join them through their heart-wrenching journey.
Chapter 1 One
Seokjin happily tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he finally pulled over infront of their house. With a deep breathe, he stepped outside with a smile on his face.
Instead of going straight to their house, he walked towards the function room of their village.
Once he entered the coordinators of the small event that he prepared immediately rushed towards him giving him a heads-up about everything that is being prepared and what actually needs to be done.
"Is there any problem?" Seokjin asked.
He furrowed his brows as he thoroughly scanned the function room even the color of the table clothe and the arrangement of the chairs, he made sure that it was all aligned.
"I want it simple," he looked at the main coordinator, "But I want it to be perfect." he said with a small smile crept onto his lips.
The female coordinator immediately jotted down the things that Seokjin wanted to be done in order to complete the preparation for the said event.
They need to change the candles as the scent was too much, the Im family might not like it as Youngjae is very sensitive to smell. He changed the plates also as it looks too extravagant for a simple theme he's going for.
When he finally thinks that everything will run smooth, he walked towards the pianist whom he hired for today.
He gave him an envelope full of money, his generous payment for the day. He's the favorite pianist of his friend whom he's celebrating for, Choi Youngjae.
"Everything that you might hear in here will remain here, understand?" he said in a stern voice.
The young pianist accepted the envelope as he bowed at the man infront of him with a small smile on his face.
Seokjin scanned the place once again before he finally went inside their home.
Running his fingers through his hair, he went straight to the kitchen and downed a glass of water as he could feel his energy draining because of what he did earlier.
"Mom!"
He let out the sweetest smile when he finally saw his one and only daughter running towards him excitedly.
"Is everything alright?" Jennie asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
Seokjin let out a tight-lipped smile, he caressed his daughter's cheeks, he then kissed his forehead for a couple of times.
"Of course, everything's in place." he said, assuring her.
Jennie giggled as she gripped tighter on her books, "Wonwoo will share his portfolio, right? After all of this, Mom. He will do that, right?" she asked.
Seokjin nods his head as he tapped his daughter cheeks.
"Go up and prepare, sweetie."
His daughter happily hummed as she finally turned her back against her mother. Seokjin then walked towards the office of his husband. He furrowed his brows when he saw him glued to his computer.
"Love," he called out, "Make sure to change into your suit later, okay?" he said.
His husband, Jungkook, stopped typing as he looked at Seokjin with questioning eyes.
"Why do I have to wear a suit?" he then raised his brows, "I thought we're just going to have dinner." he said.
Seokjin rolled his eyes as he took in a deep breathe. He wants to say something out of irritation but he's afraid that his husband might just act out because of it, he's a real trouble maker.
"I want us to look presentable, love."
Jungkook made a face at that. He shook his head as he closed his laptop giving his husband a weird look, as if he did something unusual.
"Why are you even throwing a party for Jaebum's child?" he smirked.
Seokjin clicked on his tongue slightly shaking his head knowing that his husband wouldn't understand why he's putting this much effort for someone else that is not even his kid.
"This is for Jennie so please cooperate." he said in a stern voice.
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Hoseok slammed both of his fist on the table in so much irritation. He then angrily looked at his wife, Sunmi.
"You're telling me that tonight's dinner is prepared by Seokjin?" he raised his brows, "And it's all for Wonwoo passing SNU?" he asked with both of his fist clenched.
Sunmi took in a deep breathe as she bit her lower lips. She knows that her husband will say something about this, the reason as to why she decided to tell him about it on the same day of the said dinner.
"Wh.. what's the problem with that?" she asked, her voice slightly shaking.
Hoseok licked his lower lips as he massaged his temples for a couple of seconds. He walked towards his wife as he took in a deep breathe trying not to just explode.
"Do you really think that Seokjin is doing this just because he's happy for Wonwoo?" Hoseok smirked, "He's doing this for the portfolio!" he said, his voice raising.
Hoseok gulps down feeling all the blood on his body rushing up to his face. He bit the insides of his cheeks, he couldn't even look at his wife without even feeling a bit of irritation.
"If you should throw a whole festival for Wonwoo, I don't care! Do it!" he shouted, "But you did nothing. You let Seokjin took advantage of the situation." he said in disbelief.
Sunmi rolled her eyes as she clenched both of her fist trying to understand her husband instead of starting a fight knowing that it wouldn't end in a good way.
"Don't you even care about the twins, Sunmi?" he asked through gritted teeth, "Don't you even care about their education?"
She ran her fingers through her hair. She couldn't believe the words of her husband.
"How can you say that?" she shook her head, "Im their mother. Of course, I care about their education. I want the best for them." she said in a stern voice.
Hoseok slapped his hands hard on top of the table making his wife jumped out in surprised, he then walked towards his wife stopping right infront of her.
"Then make sure that they'll get admitted to Seoul National University...."
Chapter 1 One
05/03/2021
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