"Stop messing up with me."

There's a soft laugh coming from the other line. "When did I? You were the one who call me."

I scoffs in annoyance and throw whatever that I grab on the floor, so frustrated. "My phone is turn off, how did I dialled my number and you answer it? Does it even make any sense?"

"It doesn't" He answers short, followed by silence after for a while.

"It doesn't right?" I grumbles. "How are you going to explain this? Stop messing up with me oh my god."

He hums softly, I can hear it very clearly and that pissed me off even more. It's as if he doesn't want to answer and messing up with me only. Just when I'm about to say something, he clears his throat. "I honestly don't know. I received a call from a man before asking for someone, and I said I don't know anyone that he mentioned." That's my boyfriend. "I received a call like that a few times."

"What's your phone number?"

He gasps playfully. "Why are you asking my phone number?"

I rolls my eyes in annoyance. "Don't take it wrong please. Just give me your phone number god damn it."

He chuckles, saying that I'm too fierce and then telling me his phone number. To my surprise, ours are totally different. So how can he answers the call when I dialled my number?

"What's your name?"

Without wasting any seconds, he answers "Hyun."

My eyes widen in surprise. 

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