Thirteen
Passing ByHAYI'S POV
"The rich guy who can control everyone. Nice."
Right after Hanbin's statement, I could already feel the heavy tension between these two. I couldn't blame Hanbin though. He's been through a real struggle. And that's because of Jaewon's family.
Ugh!
I'm being torn. I couldn't side with anyone right now.
I looked at them giving each other real killing glares.
"So, you already know each other. Mind being friends?" I asked them hesitantly.
Hanbin looked at me and smiled. "I do mind. I'm not interested about him. So, no thanks."
"Oh, the feeling is mutual." Jaewon snorted crossing his arms.
I stopped myself from laughing. They looked like some es having an argument right now.
"Oh-kay." I said then slowly turned my back on them and rushed to the entrance door of the building.
I ran to the elevator but hesitated. I can't ride this. I walked to the stairs and started climbing up.
I don't wanna be with them right now. I don't know how to act. I don't wanna look like I'm siding with anyone.
But why am I acting like this right now tho? Its not like I knew Hanbin that much. Why do I feel like I shouldn't hurt him?
That's weird.
"I knew you would be here."
My soul almost left my body when I heard his voice.
"Ya! Are you crazy?! I almost died." I screamed.
He just laughed amd walked with me. "Sorry ok."
I glared at him. "Where's Jaewon? Are you two alright? You're like gonna kill each other back there."
"Elevator. Nah, I'm just pissed." He put his hands on his pants' pocket.
I couldn't blame him.
"Ya, why do you act like 'friends' though? Weren't you two dating?" He asked.
I creased my forehead and stopped walking. "How did you know? Are you a stalker? And why did you know I'd be here?"
He's freaking weird. Creepy.
He laughed again ang put his hand on his chest.
Is that a mannerism?
"I don't know if you would believe me but I was always with you the past years." He answered me and smiled.
Chills everywhere.
What the hell?
"Stop joking around. You're scaring me." I chuckled as I told him those words.
He started walking again so I followed.
We remained silent for a good minute.
"But, is that a fact?" I asked him. I'm curious ok. He seemed serious saying that thing so maybe I should know how.
But.
He didn't stop nor answer me. Nice.
I rolled my eyes and just followed him. After years of climbing the stairs, he stopped.
I looked around and saw that we're already here on 7th floor.
"I saw you in the hospital that day." He finally said and walked opposite the direction of my apartment.
Did he just leave me?
That idiot.
But he saw me? How? Why?
Ayssssssssh!
Everything's making me crazy! This is insane.
I rushed to my room as soon as I felt my tummy growling.
"Where have you been?" I was stoned on my place as I hear that voice.
I looked at the man standing in front of my apartment's door crossing his arms. And a black aura circulating around him is pretty scary.
He's just like his mom. Creepy when angry.
"Stairs." I answered him.
"Why didn't you use the elevator?" He asked again.
A knot formed on my forehead. Why does he sound like my dad?
"Do I have to? And besides I'm motion sick. I don't ride it unless I'm tired." I an
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