“Young master, your breakfast is ready. It's time to get up and change your clothes.” I heard my butler, Mr. Kim, but I ignored him and buried my face in the pillow. “Young master? If you don't stand there in my count of three I'll be forced to call Ms. Young to wake you up, I bet you would rather not see her in the morning, do you?” When he mentioned the name of that witch stalker girl, I immediately got up and went to the bathroom, even though my eyes were still closed.If there is one person I hate and don't want to see in this world, it is none other than Ha Young, or better known as Ms. Young. We were only four years old when we met. Our parents were friends, so we became close, and I always saw her irritated face.Whenever I heard her name, I was terrified and my stomach felt like it was hurting as if I just wanted to vomit. It's not because we've known each other for a long time, but because I'm getting tired of her childish behaviors. She's too spoiled brat and immature. She's
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