Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas-Chapter 405: I’m going to mix the truth with lies, you see
"I want you to put it in me first. You... You’re going to be the one to take my virginity."
After saying that, I felt a rush of embarrassment wash over me. How would he react? Would he say things like he’d be honored or would he feel so emotional that he’d kiss me again?
What is it?
But his response did not come and I could no longer look him in the eye when I could not read a single thing in them.
It was as if he were frozen.
But the longer his response was delayed, the more I began to feel insecure. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything yet, I thought. Or maybe this was just not what he had in mind.
I decided to just give it time. Give him time.
If he didn’t want it then he could just say so when he’s thought it through. But I doubt he’d want to throw this opportunity away. After all, he loves me.
"I’m sorry to spring it up on you like this," I said, my grip clenching on his shirt. "But I thought the mood was right. And I don’t think I’ll be able to tell you one-on-one again later before I announce my decision to the others, so..." I loosened my grip on his shirt and began to slowly take my hand off him. "If you’re mad about it..."
Ki-hoon caught my hand.
He didn’t let go but brushed his thumb over my knuckles and then he finally spoke,
"Jo-Pil, do you... Do you have a specific reason why you want it to be me?"
Do I have a reason?
Hm, that’s not what I thought his first words would be but he was very logical. I should’ve expected this from him.
Unlike the rest who would just jump at the opportunity in excitement, I guess he’s more concerned since we have a ’past’.
"Did you pick me because you perhaps... Remembered something?" Even as he spoke in such a calm way, I could feel the shaky letters in his words.
And then I looked at his hand. He was trembling.
"Do you believe I’m doing this because of a grand reason?" I asked him. "That I might have recovered my memory?"
He nodded, his head down and his expression unreadable.
"I’d like to know. So please... Tell me honestly."
I was conflicted. I didn’t know things would go this way. I didn’t know I’d have to worry between speaking the truth and making up a story to suit the situation.
But as much as a make-up story seemed convenient, for some reason, I didn’t want to lie to him. I didn’t... Want to let down his expectations and break his heart with disappointment.
"To be honest," I said, and no, I’m not going to talk about what you’re probably thinking of.
I’m going to mix the truth with lies, you see.
"I don’t know if to call it a dream or maybe a fragment of a memory I had lost in that accident, but sometimes I see myself smiling at a boy in uniform. He smiles back, laughs, and then says all the weirdest things. But even though they sound weird, he doesn’t lie. He says only the truth and makes promises he plans to keep no matter what."
This was what happened in the past. Our past.
Now, this story has long been overdue but let’s talk about it. I, Jo-Pil’s, fateful meeting with Ki-hoon in the past. And how our relationship progressed.
Ki-hoon and I went to the same high school.
Wait, hol up. Is this really the time to be making a recall? Hmm, some might complain but let’s just get it over with. If you have an issue, take it up with the author. Ahem. So, where was I?
(You’re cruel to your creator. Hmph!)
Funny how a young heir and Alpha of one of the four leading families, went to a normal school.
He lived a happy life without worry but the one thing Ki-hoon didn’t like about his life was the influence that came with his family’s reputation.
He wanted to experience being normal.
Pretty cliche, right?
And so he transferred.
He wasn’t even in the same age group, but he ended up in the same class as me. Though, no one knew that.
We didn’t know each other at first. He was someone who, despite seeking normal like the rest of us, had an air that made it difficult to approach.
So, the seemingly cool kids tried to flock around the handsome and seemingly rich new transfer student.
I was a background character, if you ask me.
I studied a lot, and then in my free time, I read a book or two. Unlike the me in my second life, I didn’t fancy reading that much, but I did find it entertaining and a way to pass the time.
We’d walk past each other and never even meet each other’s eyes. It was as if I didn’t exist despite already being in the background where he was.
Now, how did he notice someone like me who seemingly faded with the background?
It was the second semester of our first year in high school. That day, I didn’t go down for P.E because I was at the nurse’s office for an upset stomach.
I got back to the class and, as you know it, Ki-hoon was there.
’I didn’t expect anyone to be here during P.E.’ I thought.
He had his head resting on his desk. It looked like he was sleeping and I was just... I don’t know, curious?
I knew who he was.
I knew he was famous around the school for not just his looks but his brilliance in his studies.
He was at the top of the class, and it didn’t even seem like he was putting in that much effort since he was always hanging out with the other ’cool’ kids in the class.
"It’s hot," I mumbled.
It was summer.
The sun was high up in the sky. The cheers from the students down in the field were loud.
And... This boy was just so handsome with sweat beads on his forehead.
I was curious so I went closer.
’I’ve never seen him so up close before.’ I thought.
And what started from a simple curiosity to see him up close, grew into something dangerous.
I gulped, reaching my hand to his face, and then slid back the strands of hair that had scattered on his forehead.
"So handsome," I mumbled but then he caught my arm, like someone straight out of an assassin movie.
I was startled at first, but he was just as startled as I was when he stared at my face, the surprise in my eyes, and how the hot breeze blew into the classroom, fluttering the curtains and creating a moment for us.
"You..." His words were caught. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
What could he say at that moment? I wondered what he was thinking as well but he didn’t say anything. He just stared like someone who had just had their breath stolen from them in the most beautiful way.
I don’t want to give myself credit but credit is due where credit is due, hehe.
"It hurts," I hissed.
