Genre: angst Requester: CoolHalla Author's Note: Yes I did name this after a Davichi song xD     I puffed out my cheeks, checking the foods off the list in my hand. My brother had decided it would be a good idea if me and him went out grocery shopping together. It wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when he told me he wanted a brother-sister bonding weekend. Instead, I had imagined us on the swings, then eating pizza in front of the television, watching anything that happened to be showing while we chatted away to each other. Since the both of us had our own jobs, we were always busy, and with little time to see each other, we made the most of our weekends. Or maybe I just enjoyed his stories about the new employee. Apparently he was a music teacher. My brother Wonshik worked at a local school. I liked to call him the genius. I had heard from his students that he was a well liked teacher. He was amazing at what he did, but I never got the chance to see him work. That’s why whenever he mentioned his job, I always listened intently. The new music teacher he started to mention recently was – in Wonshik’s words – a legend. The pair of them seemed to click according to Wonshik, thought he’s always had a habit of over exaggerating things. I’d heard a lot of stories, mostly about the new music teacher, though sometimes about the things his students got up to in his lessons. I’d heard that the new guy – Jaehwan – was a bundle of energy, but quickly turned shy when women were mentioned. Just as well that it was an all-boy’s school. Wonshik nudged me. “What are you smiling about? They’re just carrots.” I snapped out of my thoughts and picked up the packet of carrots, placing them in the trolley and crossing them off the shopping list. “Now, I know it’s not on the list, but…” he fluttered his eyelashes at me.   I scrunched my nose up in disgust. “Please don’t do that, you look ugly.” I . “I was about to say, let’s buy some cake! You can never have too much cake at a party!” I gasped. “Race you there!” Wonshik grinned at me and I nodded. I stuck my tongue out at him. I watched as my (according to him) mature and responsible older brother raced to the cake section. I hummed and walked contently to the cake section on my own until I bumped into someone. “I’m sorry are you hurt? Oh my gosh I nearly ran over a girl. A pretty girl! I mean… oops.” I stopped in my tracks as I looked up at the stranger. His dark hair was swept messily to the side, making him look even cuter. I tilted my head to the side. “You look foreign. Are you foreign?” The stranger scratched the back of his neck, shaking his head. “Nope, fully Korean. I’m Jaehwan.” “J-Jaehwan?” I blinked in surprise. Surely it couldn’t have been the same Jaehwan, could it? “Yeah? Why?” I was about to explain that my brother knew someone with his name when… “Hyung! Fancy seeing you here. Me and my bunny were just buying stuff for the party.” “So it’s the same Jaehwan, eh? Fancy seeing you here.” my cheeks reddened. Jaehwan’s eyes widened. “Y-you’re his sister? I didn’t know, I’m sorry. Will you be at the party?” I turned to look at my brother, pouting. Wonshik sighed, shaking his head. “Fine. Fine.” I clapped in excitement. “Perhaps I’ll see you there then.” I smiled brightly at him.   Music pumped out from the speakers on the wall. All around me, people were dancing and chatting while drinking alcohol. I scrunched my nose up and found the bottle of fruit juice, pouring myself a cup. I turned around and bumped into someone. “Hala! I mean umm… Wonshik’s sister, right?” I found it unbelievably adorable that Jaehwan was so flustered. “Excited to see me again?” I teased. His face flushed. “No. I mean… not that I didn’t want to meet you again. I’m not saying I didn’t want to meet you again because I did. No wait, that sounds weird.” I laughed at him, covering my face. “What did they put in this fruit juice? Whatever it is, I think I need some.” I handed my glass to him. Jaehwan’s face turned an even deeper shade of red. “I-uh. That would be an indirect kiss.” His eyes widened in realisation. “N-not that I was thinking of kissing you or anything! Not that I wouldn’t… but… ah why am I so awkward?” Jaehwan cursed to himself. I smiled gently. “You sure you don’t want a kiss? I’ll give you one!” I teased, making kissy faces at him. “Your brother would kill me…” he whispered to himself, lips lingering close to mine. He was right.   Wonshik came home from work while I was reading a magazine. I glanced up at him. Should I tell him about my feelings for Jaehwan or not? I could tell he was stressed out, so maybe not. “What are you thinking about? Your little face is all scrunched up.” he pinched my nose, laughing. I blew on his hand and swatted it away, laughing along with him. “So?” he poked my side. “Ouch! Okay, I’ll tell you if you stop poking me.” he smiled innocently and stopped poking me. “Geesh that was quick. I guess you’re really curious today, aren’t you?” he nodded like a little child. I laughed to myself and took a deep breath before spilling it out. “Me and Jaehwan…” “Don’t even. He’s a teacher, he doesn’t need distractions. Plus, it’d be weird if you-” I pushed him, frowning. “What are you talking about? Lots of teachers have partners. Plus, you have a girlfriend. Or do you think I’m clingy and will make him abandon his job?” he turned away. “So you do have a crush on him then. I guess my brotherly instinct was right.” He sighed deeply. I bit my lip. “Wonshik. Oppa, we nearly kissed.” He turned to me, narrowing his eyes at me. “What?! When?!! Are you stupid? You can’t. You’re four years younger than him, Hala!” My lip trembled. “Please.” I whispered. “I like him. I’m an adult; I can do what I like.” Wonshik threw my phone across the room. I watched in silence as it h