What are you doing?!
All my classes were over and luckily they were back to back so I didn’t have to deal with Eun Hee and Ji Won’s smothering me. This is too much, everyone keeps on staring at me everywhere I go, everywhere I am, there’s always some kind of sorry look from all of them and some glad faces because they have a chance of winning that stupid campus couple competition.
I made my way to the car park and drove to the only place I knew that was actually quiet… a shopping mall car park. It’s the only place can be so full yet so empty at the same time; I parked my car and took off my seatbelt. I closed my eyes and flashbacks of that horrible day and of this morning flooded my head and I started crying. I gripped the steering wheel tight as I rested my head on it. Losing someone who you were about to get engaged is too much. I can’t deal with that all of a sudden. All the stares from people, everyone who talks to me uses a sympathetic tone and Myung Soo acts as if nothing has happened. My crying slowly died down and I tried to fix up my make-up.
I heard my car door open and I quickly turned around and I swear my heart stopped because I was so scared.
“Oh my gosh! Who are you?!” I shouted out at the top of my lungs.
I saw that it was Ji Yong and I started throwing punches at him.
“Ow! Stop punching me! I’m Ji Yong! Eun Hee’s brother!” he shouted out as he tried to block himself.
“I KNOW BUT YOU CARED THE HECK OUT OF ME! I THOUGHT YOU WERE SOME RAPIST OR SOMETHING! OH MY GOSH! YOU SCARED THE HECK OUT OF ME!” I continued to hit him.
I finally stopped hitting Ji Yong and calmed down a little and I fixed up my hair.
“Why are you here?” I asked in a hostile tone.
“Chill, don’t go all time-of-the-month on me. I have chocolate.”
“Urgh!” I grabbed my bag and threw it at him.
Ji Yong let out a sigh of frustration and grabbed my bag and threw it to the back of the car and stared at me, “Look! I don’t care that your boyfriend or fiancé or whatever he is broke up with you. I’m just here to ask for a ride home, so gosh! Can you stop hurting me?!”
I calmed down and I looked at Ji Yong.
“What? Did you leave something on the money maker?” Ji Yong asked in a worried tone as he checked his face in the mirror.
I don’t know why, but I felt normal around him and next thing I knew, I found myself talking to him without insulting him or hurting him.
“You know, you’re the second person since the breakup who has talked to me without using a sympathetic or giving me a sorry look or judging me…” I smiled lightly.
“Really? Don’t I always judge you?”
I glared at Ji Yong as he looked back at me, “What? It’s true. Anyways, you’re totally like doing that whole time-of-the-month thing and I’m starting to get scared so I’m just… going… to agree with whatever you say.”
“Then why did you say you always judge me?”
“Yeah, but I don’t give you a sorry look and I’m never sympathetic towards you.”
I frowned as I was about to kick him out of the car when I felt him nudging me.
“Let me help you with your PMS issues.”
“Just get let me into the driver’s seat.”
“What? No! You’re going to steal my car!”
“No. I would not. Go and sit in the back seat or something.”
“You can take the boot of the car. It’s really not my problem.”
“What?” I just sat there staying wide eyed at him.
“Fine, I guess I’m just going to have to use my awesome strong mus-cles to get you off the driver’s seat?”
“Did you just pronounce muscles as mus-cles? Why so up your- Ah!”
Ji Yong put his arm under my leg and threw me into the back seat.
“YAH! What do you think you were doing?!”
Ji Yong climbed over to the driver’s seat and sat down and didn’t pay attention to me.
“Hm… this car is quite comfortable…” he wriggled around in the seat.
“Yah! Get out of my car!” I slapped Ji Yong’s shoulder.
He turned around and jumped towards me causing me to fall back onto the back seats. I was kind of scared of what was going to happen. Maybe I should just get out of the car… Ji Yong leaned in closer to me and grabbed the seatbelt before pulling it across my chest.
“You are so stubborn; no wonder why I don’t like you.”
“I never asked you to like me!”
Ji Yong rolled his eyes before going pulling himself back to the driver’s seat.
“What seat should I take…” Ji Yong sang from that Rebecca Black song, I was surprised that his English was quite good. I thought he would be speaking Engrish.
“So where are you taking me?” I asked in an uninterested voice.
“Keep calm and ask yourself what seat to take,” Ji Yong smiled at me before starting the engine before driving off.
The nerve of this guy…
“This is ridiculous,” I said as I crossed my arms.
“Well, so is your make-up right now but I didn’t say anything.”
I gasped. Oh my gosh! I totally forgot about my make-up. Aigoo! I quickly grabbed my compact mirror and checked out my face. Gosh, I really did look like a mess. Despite my use of waterproof mascara, my make up was still messed up… How could Ji Yong still talk to me normally even when my face is in a mess. Stupid jerk probably wanted to see this so he can make fun of me with his friends. Stupid idiot…
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