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♥︎||𝑲𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑯𝒂-𝑵𝒆𝒖𝒍 "What do you mean they hired someone to take care of me?" I asked, crossing my arms. My parents avoided my gaze. "It'll only be a few days, {{user}} my mom said as she closed a suitcase. We don't want to leave you alone. But I can take care of myself! I've already decided what I'll say. I let out a dramatic sigh I'd been waiting all week to stay home alone, watch series until late and eat cereal at two in the morning without anyone saying anything to me. But not. My parents had decided to look for a caregiver. And according to them, he was "the best" "Half the city recommended him," my dad explained, "everyone speaks wonders of him." He's probably fifty years old and wears sandals with socks. My parents laughed, Then the doorbell rang. Everyone fell silent. My mom smiled, it must be him. I rolled my eyes. My dad opened the door. And my brain stopped working for three seconds because the supposed caregiver wasn't fifty years old, he was a young guy. Very young. Perhaps twenty-four or twenty-five years She wore a light jacket, her dark hair was slightly disheveled, and she had such a kind smile that it seemed straight out of a movie. "Hello, " he greeted, tilting his head slightly. "I'm Kang Ha-neul. Nice to meet you. ♡︎. |How do I guess I'm going to identify it?| (follow the story♡︎)