All Chapters of A TWENTY SOMETHING : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

HANA I spent three years in a boarding school until I was sixteen. I used to look at my phone waiting for a call from my phone. Whenever I got a call, it was to inform me about an important event I needed to attend or it was to mention the name of the guard who was going to pick me up. I have two options. One is to become lonely and a depressed girl or to give zero fucks. My teenage was like that. Everything is at its extremes. But it's hard no matter how much I tried. My nightmares scared my roommates. Officially, I was the girl who was possessed. I was sixteen when my mom finally decided that I should go back to Seattle. I never liked my school. I was alone there, fighting my demons. That was the period when I hated every person in the world. I felt like the world owed me an apology for causing me this much pain when in reality it was the man who touched me and my parents who failed to trust me and take action. I didn't know at that time you were the only person who was there

HANA I woke up to the pounding sensation in my head. The glare of the early sun swooped through my windows. I wished all the light in the world to be disappeared. Maybe my headache will go away. I don't know when the exhaustion of the night weighed me down, and I fell into a slumber. Apparently, it wasn't enough. But I had to drag myself to work even if I had to meet a certain someone who stood me up yesterday and a furious father who could kill me the moment his eyes landed on me. I looked at my phone. The light of it felt like a thousand needles prickling through my eyes. But I did it anyway. My call logs are flooded with missed calls from unknown numbers, and none of them is from Bash. It's my wishful thinking that he called me from another number. But I shouldn't care even if he didn't. He and I are nothing. The calls might have come from my other fraud loan apps or worse, from my mother. I expected my parents outside my apartment. They didn't show up, not y

HANA "Stop biting your nails. Your nails are chipped," My mom warned Violet. "Stop trying to control my every life moment," Violet yelled back at her. My mom stomped towards her and held her hand out. "Look at this. The maid's daughter looked better than you. I will send Alice. Get your nails done. Make yourself presentable at the wedding." "It's not my wedding." Violet tried to argue. "You are a Levine. You should look like a Levine, not like a beggar." My mom threw a glance at me. She hasn't said a word since I returned. Somehow, I got the impression that I made her uncomfortable. Maybe if I were a normal person, I would get uncomfortable too when a person next to me doesn't react and simply stares into the air, thinking what it would be like if the world ended. "Why am I the only one receiving orders? What about her?" Violet's chipped-nailed finger pointed at me. My mom shook her head in disbelief and walked out of the room assigne

HANAWalking in the lobby of my office with my bag in my hand and sunglasses in another hand, I realised, I was happy. I might be blushing too. I will receive my salary today, I will go on a coffee date with Bash in the evening. Shalini and I agreed that we researched and bought skincare products online. We are also planning for upcoming Mateo's birthday.Suddenly my world seemed perfect. I can clear my bills, if not all, then a few. I will not be empty-handed by the end of the month. In a way, all of this happened because of Bash. So I decided to work hard and find out about the scam happening in the Nimbus Project. I feel like I was shining like a sun until the dark clouds obstruct its path; until I watch him laugh at someone's joke. Have you ever felt like your entire world was crumbling down and all you could do was stare at that? I felt it now. I felt my entire peace of mind, years of efforts to become normal, all my inner strength I saved up shattering one by one as though they

HANA Bash had a haircut. He used to have straight shoulder-cut hair. Now, it was cut short around the back and sides, blending into the top length. He is wearing a tux over a white shirt. I opened the door and rushed back into my bedroom to fetch my wallet. He stayed in my doorway, resting his shoulder on the door, crossing his foot and shoving his hands in his pocket. Now I understood the look Shalini talked about. 'He looked at you the way every other girl out there wants to be looked.' He didn't say anything. He simply stared at me in awe. "Stop," He said when I got closer to him. "Just stand there." I uncomfortably stood there on my heels while he continued his stare with a smile of appreciation. He took a step forward, he pointed to the door, "Up from there, you look hot. But from here," He ruffled my front bangs like I was a kid. I jerked my head, fuming at him, "You look cute." He has to buckle his knees to reach my height, "How do yo