Yuna had her head bowed for a while, but the boy ignored her. It soon became awkward when he didn’t say anything to her apology. Her neck started to hurt after having her head bowed for a while and so she looked up at him.         He wasn’t glaring at her, but he was staring at her awkwardly. She noticed that his hair was sticking up and there were leaves in his hair. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that the thing that she tripped over earlier must’ve been him. His eyes indicated that he was sleeping earlier. Why would someone sleep behind bushes? She was curious.         She lifted her hand to remove the leaves that were in his hair but stopped when she noticed him flinching. She instantly put her hand back down and stared back at him in apology. She broke the silence with her apology, “I’m sorry for bothering you. I’ll take my leave

             Yuna muttered, “Do I know you from somewhere?” The boy began to break out in a cold sweat. He looked away while answering, “I just know about you. We don’t actually know each other.” She could tell that he wasn’t lying, but there was something he was hiding from her. She continued to ask him questions, “How do you know me?”              He scratched the back of his head and said, “I just hear a lot about you from people.” Yuna questioned, “And who are these people? I’m starting to think that there’s something that you’re hiding. Who are you? Did someone ask you to kill me?” He frowned, “Why do you have so many questions? Is it that important? Do I look like someone that would hurt you? If I were going to hurt you, you wouldn’t be standing here right now. Plus, why would I bandage

        Sun had a point. It was unusual for teachers to live outside of the palace. Yuna grew worried about this. She would be in constant danger if she had to live in the palace. It would be a matter of time before the Empress would find a way to get rid of her. On the other hand, being inside the palace would be helpful in preventing any future plots that could lead to Minho’s uprising.         She still had to think about Minho murdering his brother and father. If she weren’t in the palace, she wouldn’t be able to stop anything from happening. She still had another 7 years till the assassination of the Emperor and 5 years till Prince Jimin’s assassination. She still had doubts about their deaths because it seemed that all the events were moving a bit too quickly.         It could be because she altered certain things in the timeline. She felt the need to m

          The next day, Yuna woke up in her bedroom. The last thing she remembered was talking to her father about the truth. She felt a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders. She assumed that she fell asleep in her father’s office and he must’ve taken her to her bedroom.           Yuna dug through her wardrobe and found a cool outfit for a leisurely summer day. While preparing her outfit, some maids barged into her room. She found it odd that they came into her bedroom because she never liked that the maids would help her dress up. She was used to dressing herself up and getting ready for the day on her own. Although she had the luxury to do so, she didn’t like it.           Yuna asked, “Why are you in my bedroom? I didn’t call for you.” One of the maids lowered her hea

           Yuna never had the chance to meet him in her past life so she had no clue of the relationship between her father and him. She wondered how they met and how they became so close. Maybe it was fate like he’d mentioned, but she didn’t believe in it. She’d rather believe that all the choices that were made were her own free will. It would be depressing to think that everything in life resorted to a fate instead of free will.            Yuna blurted out the question, “So how did you meet my father?” Eunho seemed to be pondering about the question she mentioned. It looked like he didn’t want to answer. She found it odd that he wouldn’t answer a simple question. She then continued asking questions, “Did you meet my father on the battlefield?”           He nodded without saying a single word. She felt