[CONTENTID1]What Bomi Thought About Ramen is . . .[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]

They fought. Like it’s real, the realest fight that happened to them; yelling, angriness, tears, all combined into one that led to break up. So now, they were officially over.

It’s a dull. Yoon Bomi felt an empty feeling after for the first time she finally felt the hatred toward one man who was usually she loved so much—Lee Howon. She couldn’t believe how loud he yelled at her at the time and how easy those hurtful words let out of his mouth. She might be on the wrong too, but to have her Hoya oppa say mean things to her, it really hurt her.

Eunji and Chorong weren’t tired of coaxing her to be mindful—that both Bomi and Howon only needed lone time to think. That the break up thingy was just the heat of their fight, that no one was truly meant it.

“Who said I didn’t mean it?!”

Instead, her members got an angry snap from her and they couldn’t really do anything about that. The dancing partner of Howon, Jang Dongwoo, also diligently sent various images of cute kittens to Bomi, and then once for a while he accidentally sent Lee Howon’s irresistibly cute photo which was taken candidly as Infinite’s weapon to blackmail the latter someday.

Did that person talk to the stylish unnie at that time? Most likely yes.

To Dongwoo’s failure, Bomi’s respond was a sarcastic sneer.

He’s talking to you on the phone at that time, Bbom. Dongwoo patiently replied her unfriendly message.

Well, I don’t recall that moment.

Dongwoo gave up. He took a long, fast stride toward the practice room and found Howon who looked like forcing himself dancing to his limit. Dongwoo pressed the off button to stop the music and shouted, “Stop this already and go apologize to her! I can’t stand her for giving me the cold treatment too!”

Howon looked at him, dumbstruck, before scoffing and walked to the corner to take his drink.

“If you really care about her, you can date her, hyung.” The Busan man uttered coldly and Dongwoo sighed in defeat.

“You can’t really mean it, Lee Howon, you can not.”

*

Kim Namjoo and Lee Sungjong conspired to change her mind together with their unusual companion since the morning, but Bomi decided their nice gesture as unnecessary action, annoying even. Sungjong who always whined to her turned 180o became a good maknae. Namjoo who never tired of mocking her at any chance she got, suddenly became a sweet angel in disguise. They accompanied her with random song humming, weird faces selca taking also too much coincidence of bringing up memories which of course Lee Howon was included in their ‘small talk’—Bomi was upset, not dumb. She knew what they were trying to do.

In the end, Bomi forced the youngsters to leave her alone, with her slightly rising tone and unfriendly face, but she really couldn’t take it anymore. She owed Hayoung who seemed like the only one who could understand her. Hayoung ushered both Namjoo and Sungjong to be out of the dorm—please let Bomi nuna have her time and space—and made Bomi finally get her peaceful time back.

Or not.

Being alone in big dormitory was not always advantageous. The sudden stillness of everything looked like a hard slap for her because with the silence, sweet moments with her Hoya oppa was like surrounding her. Hoya appreciated the silence the most, when they had their time together, he mostly picked to spend the time with laying on her bed, silently. Bomi was the one filled the silence with her stories and chatty mouth, and he didn’t mind.

The thought got her more upset, because she needed alone time not to be reminded about him all the time, but even the universe didn’t let her to rest her mind off him. Harshly, she wiped off the tears that unknowingly had rolled down on her cheeks. Getting up, Bomi made her way to the kitchen. Someone had said to her that a perfect cure to heal her angriness was eating ramen.

Please Subscribe to read the full chapter