"Hey, does he look a bit familiar? He looks sowhat like your Oppa," Lizzy whispered to Ayumi. The handso man they were looking at had a different hair color, but there was sothing about his facial features that reminded her of Zyn."
"You're right, he does resemble a cooler version of Mr. Zyn," Risa added after hearing Lizzy's observation.
However, it wasn't uncommon for so really handso n in Korea to share certain similarities, so jumping to conclusions and assuming they were the sa person would be quite rude.
Besides, Mr. Zyn, as they knew him, had a more refined and formal look, whereas this man gave off the impression of a rich bad boy who bed different girls every night and ditch them after.
Furthermore, Mr. Zyn was just a substitute teacher, and it was clear he didn't co from a wealthy background. This fact made the idea of him owning such a luxurious car highly impossible. Why would he even choose to teach if he could afford such an expensive vehicle in the first place?
Misa overheard their conversation and couldn't help but sneer in contempt. "Oh, please, don't compare Ayumi's minimum-earning boyfriend to that guy. It's rather impolite to that man status."
"Hey, we never compared their status. We just ntioned that they have so similarities," Lizzy protested, taking a stand against Misa's bullying.
Deep inside, Lizzy was overwheld with guilt. She had pressured Ayumi into coming to this event because Misa had paid her.
However, now, as she watched the unfolding drama, Lizzy was plagued by regret. It felt like she had betrayed her friend, Ayumi, by luring her into this bad situation. She wished she could turn back ti and undo her decision. .
She knew that the money was desperately needed by her family. She would never have resorted to this if her boyfriend hadn't been arrested, leaving her with no other source of money. Regret gnawed at her as she reflected on her actions. She had, out of necessity, betrayed her best friend.
'I'm sorry for betraying you,' she thought to herself, wrestling with a heavy sense of guilt. She couldn't help but feel like she had let down her best friend and had beco a bad friend in the process.
anwhile, Ayumi remained quiet, her heart beating rapidly. She could sense imdiately that she was gazing at the love of her life. However, she resisted the urge to speak, avoiding any assumption or presumption, as he hadn't made a move yet. She anxiously waited for the next turn of events, her emotions swirling beneath the surface.
'He looks really hot right now,' she thought to herself, a rush of excitent surging through her. It was as if her boyfriend had sohow leveled up his attractiveness, and she found herself utterly captivated.
And her sentint was widely shared among all the girls, each in their own way or another, as they found themselves similarly captivated by the enigmatic man in front of them.
So of the girls who were there with their boyfriends couldn't help but feel that their significant others were falling short in comparison.
"Hey, why are you looking at like that?" one of the unfortunate boyfriends asked when he noticed his girlfriend's disappointed expression.
"Nothing," she sighed, not wanting to hurt his feelings.
"I..." The unfortunate boyfriend wanted to retort, but as soon as his gaze settled on the rich guy, he quickly grasped that his girlfriend had been quite considerate by simply saying, "Nothing." There was no need to voice his insecurities when faced with such an imposing presence.
"Hey, he's started walking. Let's give him so space," soone in the crowd urged, and people near the front started to make way.
The man in front of them exuded an extraordinary level of attraction, making it seem like there was an invisible barrier around him.
It was clear that trying to strike up a conversation with him would render most girls speechless due to his overwhelming charm.
But everyone was taken aback when he stopped right in front of Misa.
"Happy Birthday," he greeted with a smile. His pearly white teeth and charming grin had the power to lt the heart of every girl present.
"OMG! He just greeted Misa!"
All the girls collectively exclaid in envy after they all heard his charming voice, realizing that this incredibly attractive man had co here for the birthday girl.
Misa's heart beat rapidly after hearing his smooth and alluring voice. At that mont, she couldn't help but entertain the thought that, if the man before her asked, she might just leave her current boyfriend in the dust.
'No way..' A pang of pain shot through Ayumi's heart as she saw the scene unfold before her.
Her boyfriend hadn't even glanced her way, and yet he greeted Misa with such warmth. 'Did he fall for her at first sight?' she questioned herself, regret setting in as she realized that inviting him might have been a mistake.
She wanted to say sothing, to call out to him, but the words seed stuck, unable to make their way out. She fought back tears, lowering her head to hide her swelling emotions.
"You know ?" Misa asked, her expression flushed, and her entire deanor radiating a rosy blush from head to toe. To mask her embarrassnt, she began nervously twirling her long, wavy brown hair between her fingers.
"Of course, my girlfriend told a lot about you," His words shattered her delusion .
"Girlfriend?" she asked, her expression a mix of confusion and surprise.
Her mind raced, trying to identify which of her friends had such a stunningly attractive boyfriend. Being a sociable girl with a wide circle of friends, the possibilities were nurous, and she was eager to figure out the connection.
"Who is your girlfriend?" she asked again.
"You're funny. She's standing right behind you," Zyden chuckled, ignoring and walking past her and reaching out for the his girlfriend.
He embraced Ayumi in front of everyone, leaving Misa utterly stunned and insulted. Once again, Ayumi had managed to embarrass her without even trying.
'I hate you.' Misa bit her lips in frustration .
"I'm sorry for being late," he added with a warm smile, attempting to make up for his delayed arrival.
"Thank you," Ayumi replied with a quiver in her voice, hugging him back tightly, as if she didn't want to let go, afraid that he might be taken away.
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