CHAPTEr twelve

。HAN AERA
I have ice in my veins, blood in my eyes, hate in my mind, love in my heart.

Aera POV

Drip drop.

I have this love and hate relationship with rain. It makes me so lonely yet so contented. I feel like when it rain so hard, the world will just temporarily stop working, and I love it so much. I feel like I’m not the only one who’s stuck in life alone, and the fact that Oh Sehun was ignoring me really ticked me in the head.

A loud sound came from my stomach, making me sat up from lying down from the bed. My hands gently massaged my rumbling tummy and decided to get up and feed myself, but I had no power to cook. I decided to just went straight to the dresser to change my pajamas and slowly walked to Kyungsoo’s cafe to grab something to eat.

“Welcome!” I groaned inwardly after hearing that loud greeting and grinned back before going to the seat I usually sat. Unfortunately, it was occupied with this tall and evil person. He grinned from ear to ear, crossing his legs under the table as he looked up to me, but he’s not alone. He’s with that male , Baekhyun who was wearing that disturbing smile. Great, my day is officially ruined.

“Hey, Aera. I won’t mind sharing the table with the prettiest girl in the neighborhood!” Baekhyun greeted, and I smiled half heartedly.

“No, thanks. I do mind sharing tables with s.” I spat and sat at another seat far from them.
 

"Aww...you hurt my feelings, Aera." Baekhyun's remark

I pulled out my phone to check the time and sighed a little as I sat down. I tried not to look over to their table, but I could see them continuously looking at me from the corner of my eyes, and it was really starting to irritate me. I hate the way they kept looking at me.

Irritatedly, I stood up and stalked off to the bathroom. At least I could hide in there for a little bit, and they wouldn’t be able to bother me. I could swore I heard footsteps behind me when I gathered my bag up, but I ignored it until a hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, dragging me to where ever. I opened my mouth to scream, but the person’s other hand reached out and covered my mouth, pulling me into the men’s bathroom and threw me inside. As they turned around to lock the bathroom door. I thought their cologne smelled like something I’d smelled before, and their hands felt familiar.

Kai. My anger flared inside me. He always ruined things and makes me angry.

“What the hell is your problem?!” I screamed at him. “Why did you even do this?” He smirked at me, and I scowled hard; I just wanted to wipe that dirty