❁ 7TH ROSE: Nouveau riche is in Danger!

“Are you sure you’re okay delivering this?” Mama Shin asked his niece, bit worried for Jin Hee as the latter wears the helmet on her head. It’s already 10 PM in Seoul and the weather is quite cold because of the autumn breeze.

Jin Hee grinned at her. “I’ll be fine, gomo. I already knew all the streets here in Seoul so no need to worry. Once I already delivered this food then I’ll go straight home. Okay?”

“Okay,” her uncle sighed as he gave the sticky note where he wrote the address. “Just be careful okay? Text or call me if something happened.”

“Okay, gomo,” she nodded and hopped on the pink scooter her Mama Shin owned. “I’ll go now.”

“Take care, honey,” he waved at Jin Hee as the latter drove the scooter away.

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Jin Hee couldn’t help but frown when she discovered that she’s actually delivering to a club. She looked at the sticky note once again to check if she’s right before looking at the sparkly LED light of the club’s name.

She fished out her smartphone when she felt the vibration of it from her black jeans then she answered the call when she knew it was the customer. “Hello, are you inside the Galaxy Club?”

“Yes, I am. Can you deliver the food here quickly?”

“Ah, yes sir. I’m coming,” she slightly bowed her head while answering even if the person on the other line couldn’t see her. The line was cut off and her eyes settled on the club’s name once again before she heaved a sigh before getting inside the club.

Jin Hee admits that this is the first time she entered a club and she couldn’t help but scrunch her nose and squint her eyes when she smelled the sweaty stench of people dancing crazily on the music blaring which, she guess, is an explicit song since she recognized some cursing in the said song.

She fasten her pace to the second floor of the said club in which she could only hear the muffled sound of the loud music and she could finally breathe. She walked towards Room 04 where the customer told her to deliver the food.

She knocked on the said room’s door thrice and heard a muffled ‘come in’ and opened the door.

“I delivered the Gwangyang Bulgogi you ordered from our restaurant. That’s 68,083 won ($60), sir,” Jin Hee said as she put the food container she brought on the table. (*Jeollanam-do’s seasoned barbeque beef)

“Okay,” the man grinned at her before looking at the two guys beside him. “Let’s eat!”

Jin Hee’s brows creased when she noticed that the man did not give his payment to her, ignoring her presence while eating. She cleared a bit louder to gain his attention. “Sir. Your payment.”

The man looked at her, still munching. “What?”

“I said, your payment. It’s 68,083 won,” she answered coldly.

“Oh, you wanna get my payment?” he asked. He looked at her from toe to head and pointed the seven bottles of beer in front of them. “Drink all of these beers until the last drop. Finish all of these beers and I’ll pay you.”

Jin Hee’s eyes trailed on the seven bottles of beer in front of her before looking at the man who’s now smirking at her right now. “Sir. I delivered you the exact food that you bought in our restaurant. We hadn’t made a deal of making one of the restaurant’s employees to drink tons of beer before getting your payment. I delivered you the food, you pay it.”

One of the men in the said room chuckled as he stood up and caress Jin Hee’s arm. “Oh, don’t be such a grinch, kiddo. Just drink these beers up and let’s have some fun!”

Before the guy could touch Jin Hee further, she already kicked him out the room, making the people pass that room shriek in shock, looking at the guy groaning in pain before looking at Jin Hee’s who’s now looking coldly and angrily at the guy. The two remaining guys in the said room looked at their injured friend in dumbstruck. Their breath hitched when Jin Hee looked at them in calm but cold eyes, making them freeze to where they’re.

“I am a high school student who works as a part-timer to sustain my educational needs. This hour was supposed to be my study hour but you guys wanted me to deliver your gwanyang bulgogi in the middle of the cold night just to get harassed and forced to drink these beers instead of getting the payment. You know, we could just ignore your commands and orders but we’re not like that. We prioritize our customers and oath to deliver them the service that they deserve. We work our off and trying to accomplish our customers’ needs, your needs to give you satisfaction, not to get harassed and let you make fun of us.”

The two guys lowered their heads in shame. Jin Hee gulped the lump of disappointment on . “You wouldn’t understand because you’re born with a silver, maybe golden spoon on your mouths and have tons of money in your bank accounts and cards. But you should know and you should be thankful to people like us who grant your whims in the middle of a cold night without complaints.”

Embarrassed, the guy fished out his wallet and gave his debit card to Jin Hee. “H-Here.”

Jin Hee silently accepted the debit card and swiped it on the payment terminal (EDC machine) she’s holding. She, then, pulled the receipt and gave it to the man along with his debit card. She heaved a sigh before bowing to them. “I’m so sorry for kicking your friend. Enjoy your food.”

After she said it, she silently went out of the room with her hands forming fists.

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“What a night,” Jin Hee sighed when she finally went out of the said club. She recalled what happened inside the club earlier and she couldn’t help but smile bitterly as she looked at her white New Balance shoes her Mama Shin gave to her. “That’s why I hate rich people.”

She sighed once again, trying to calm her system and compose herself. She doesn’t want to go home with a pissed off face and she doesn’t want to make her uncle worry. After a minute or two, when she felt that she finally calmed down, she walked towards the parking lot where she parked her scooter.

Her feet stopped abruptly when she saw a man almost puking his guts out while pinning his hand on the wall. He kept on groaning and coughing.

“He looks so drunk,” Jin Hee cringed, recalling her friends in South Jeolla telling their stories to her about their encounter with drunk people and they said it’s too scary. She doesn’t want to experience that kind of encounter. “I have to walk away as fast as I could.”

She tried her best to remain silent and walk in a fast but light step and pace, trying not to make a noise. It was successful not until the guy grabbed her jacket and pinned her on the wall, making her shriek in fear.

“No, don’t hurt me—don’t touch—Chan Yeol?!” agape when she saw the face of the guy who grabbed her.

What is he doing here alone and drunk?

Her hands flew on each of Chan Yeol’s shoulders when she felt that the drunk guy’s face was about to fell on hers, making her face flushed in the process. She, then, let his shoulders go when he pinned his hand on the wall beside her head to balance his drunk self.

Chan Yeol drunkenly fished out his card and showed it to Jin Hee. “T-Take me… take me home.”

Jin Hee reluctantly accepted the card, turns out, it’s a card of a condominium unit or something. She frowned at him. “How? I don’t even know where do you live—Hwang Chan Yeol!”

Jin Hee hastily held Chan Yeol when he almost fell on the ground because of drunkenness. She groaned because the guy is too heavy. She managed to sling his arm on her shoulders and let him lean on her petite frame while wrapping her right arm on his waist. She patted his pants’ pockets and luckily, she found his phone, also thanking the heavens that the raven-haired’s phone doesn’t have any password or app-lock to deal with. Good thing she knows how to use the iPhone.

She tapped his phonebook and scrolled its list down, trying to search someone to contact and help her. She stopped abruptly on a number with a contact name 바보 동생의 (Idiot sister). “This must be Chae Ryung,” she tapped the said contact to call.

It took three rings for Jin Hee to contact her. “What do you want, hyung? I’m busy!”

“Ah, um, Chae Ryung-ssi, this is Song Jin Hee, your classmate.”

She heard a few seconds of silence from the other line and then a surprised gasp. “Oh my gosh, Jin Hee-ssi? Why are you calling me using my brother’s phone? Are you with him?”

“Y-Yes, I am with him,” Jin Hee silently grunted as she kept on holding Chan Yeol’s drunk figure. “He was actually drunk when I saw him and he wants me to take him to your house but I don’t know your address.”

“Where are you now?” Chae Ryung asked.

“This club’s name is Galaxy Club. Here in Apgujeong.”

,” he’s so stupid“Apgujeong? What the heck is he doing there? Ugh, Jin Hee almost agreed to the last phrase Chae Ryung said in English. “Our place is quite far but he has a condominium unit there in Apgujeong. I’ll text you the address