Chapters (38)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Dedication
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- EPILOGUE
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- A GUIDE TO THE KOREAN WORDS AND PHRASES IN BRIGHT
- More from this Series
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- Also by Jessica Jung
Alex: Wait. You mean everyone doesn’t get itching eyes and a scratchy throat when snuggling a ball of fluff? I think I may have a problem.
Me: It’s a clinical obsession. That and the bad puns!
Alex: So what are you doing rn? I’m back in London, it’s 3am, I’m currently scrolling through a bunch of boring reports, eating some Hot Cheetos, and wishing I had someone to share them with.
Alex: Like a cat, I mean.
Me: Gasp! Hot Cheetos are my fave!
Me: It’s morning here. I’m getting my toenails done—basically they are the color of Hot Cheetos.
I giggle and Leah rolls her eyes at the texts, but in a loving way. “You guys are absurd. In the best way, of course.”
Another text pings in from him:
Alex: PS I miss you.
Me: Me too… Any chance you have a favorite shoemaker in Seoul that you’re thinking of visiting soon?
Alex: I’ll find a way. I love having you in my pocket wherever I go, but I want to see you in 3D, not 2D ![]()
Leah looks up at me with puppy dog eyes. “Awww,” she says, “he so loves you.” I nudge her gently, careful not to jostle either of us too much and risk smudging our toes. “Appa, I mean!” she recovers. “Appa loves you so much.”
We both try and fail to stifle our giggles.
The director calls cut, telling the camera operator they’ve gotten enough B-roll. As soon as the camera operator starts to pack away his equipment, I turn to Leah and speak a little more freely.
“Hey by the way, look at these late-night texts I keep getting from Appa.” I start scrolling through my messages to show her.
“Ew, Rachel! TMI!” Leah says in a fake-scandalized voice, covering her eyes.
“Real Appa.” I swat her shoulder.
“Oh yeah. He’s pulling late hours at work again.” Leah rolls her eyes. “You know Appa. Once he gets into a project, he doesn’t know how to stop. And with the grand opening next week—”
“Grand opening?”
“Apex,” Leah replies. I blink. “The athletic complex? Appa’s new job?” she adds, seeing my confused face. “I thought he told you about it.”
Wait, what? Appa has a new job? Last I knew, he was working as a lawyer at Choo Corporation, Mina’s dad’s company. As Leah fills me in—Appa was approached to run legal for Apex, a new state-of-the-art gym-meets-spa-meets–sports complex here in Seoul, and jumped on the chance to combine his law experience with his first love, sports—I rack my brain trying to think of how I could have missed this huge development.