Chapter II

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After that night, I found out Soojoo is indeed an actress. Not from Hollywood though. She didn't tell me, I just saw her while I was watching the news the next morning. Apparently, she belongs to the A-list actors, but I swear, I've never seen her before.

Upon doing my research, she started her career when I was in Canada. That makes sense, I wasn't up to date with the entertainment aspect of South Korea, except for K-Pop. It kind of scared me how people outside Korea were hating K-Pop before and now, it's a global hit.

 

14:15 P.M.

From: Hong Soojoo

To: Bae Joohyun

Joohyun-ah, are you free tomorrow? Do you want to eat at Mingles? My friends told me the dishes there are amazing.

Please say yes. ^^

 

14:16 P.M.

From: Hyun ❤

To: Hong Soojoo

OK.

 

14:16 P.M.

From: Hong Soojoo

To: Bae Joohyun

Is that a yes? I'm confused. 😭

 

14:18 P.M.

From: Hyun ❤

To: Hong Soojoo

Yes.

 

14:18 P.M.

From: Hong Soojoo

To: Bae Joohyun

Yay! Let's meet there before lunch. 😚

 

14:23 P.M.

From: Hyun ❤

To: Hong Soojoo

OK.

 

14:23 P.M.

From: Hong Soojoo

To: Bae Joohyun

For the record, you text like a grandma. 🤪

 

What does she mean by that?

If you are wondering how the hell does she know my number, Soojoo asked me for it before we part ways at the party. "I want the both of us to meet in a less suffocating place," is what she said as I entered my number on her phone. My dad saw the exchange between us and was eager for me to introduce himself. I didn't, seeing how excited he was, he would only ask embarrassing questions or maybe tell her stories when I was little. I'm not up for that.

 

 

"Can you see a Corvette near you?"

"A Corvette?!" Soojoo shouted on the other line. "The black one?" her voice calmer this time.

"Yes," I replied, looking for her. "Oh, I think I saw you, I'm hanging up," I said, spotting the caramel dress she is wearing. I went out and gave my key to the valet, Soojoo finally landing her eyes on me.

"Wow," she spoke as if she was out of breath. "Have I told you I prefer you in slacks?" then she shamelessly checked my , nodding her head upon seeing. "I thought you were going to wear a dress, but I like this better," she told me. Soojoo offered her hand, "Shall we?" and I gladly took it.

"You know people are staring, right?" I said to her, as numerous heads looked at our way when we entered the restaurant.

"That's because I have a beautiful date," Soojoo answered. I just noticed that whenever she says a compliment, she doesn't forget to stare right into my eyes. Somehow, it makes it more genuine.

"You're an actress, what are you saying?" I retorted, changing the subject. I am not used on getting flattering remarks.

"Oh, you found out," she grabbed my waist gently, pulling me closer as we find our table, "Do you mind?" she asks, pertaining to her touch.

"I saw you getting the best actress award when I opened the T.V.," I explained, "I don't mind," then I felt her smile even though I wasn't looking.

"I was the lead in the movie, Jolene," she started, both of us sitting. "It was about the life of a woman as she fights her career up the ladder in the late 60s. You know, men think they are superior, not wanting women to achieve anything other than staying in the kitchen," when she talks, you just listen. That's how charming Soojoo is. I wouldn't deny that, but I'm still keeping my guard up. "Of course Jolene became successful. I was actually expecting a backlash from the netizens considering how fragile Korean men's egos are," she confessed, her eyes scanning the menu. "I got an award in return," then both of us released a laugh.

"Good evening ladies," the server greeted. "Are you ready to order?" he asked.

"I'll have the foie grass salad, lamb, and a glass of wine, please," I told the server.

"Great choice," he told me before diverting her attention to Soojoo. He seem to be under the spell when he realized who is in front of him.

"I'll take the autumn, Korean beef, and just water. Thank you," she said.

"Lovely," the server took a note of it. Or he told Soojoo she's lovely? "Have a great night ladies," he told us before he gave the ticket to the kitchen.

"You ordered wine?" Soojoo pointed out.

"Yes," I replied, "I've been thinking a lot these days," I started, Soojoo studying my expression. "If I should reconsider the things around me."

"You're unsure about your life choices?"

I chuckled at her response, "You could say that," I stopped for a moment, leaning at the back of the chair, "I think I've wasted too much time on my youth,"

"We're still young," Soojoo countered, I smiled. "30 is still young, we can still do things,"

"We?" I derided.

"I mean, you—"

"I was just messing, sorry," I said, giggling. Soojoo's face was flustered, but she was quick to hide it. A good actress, indeed.

"I'm curious," she started, recomposing herself from my remark. "Why were you so detached that night?" she queried, her expression softening. She didn't want to offend me.

"Jetlag," I lied, it's too early for me to be sappy. "I just came back to Korea that day and attended a party the same night," I expounded so she would know.

"Where were you?" she continued to ask.

"I was in Canada for 12 years. I migrated there after high school,"

"Then why did you come back?"

I thought of a reason. I could easily say due to my father's request, but I had the power to decline. Then Seungwan appeared in my mind.

"I got it, you don't need to answer," she spoke when I was about to. "You can tell me next time when you're comfortable to say so," then she gave me a warm smile.

Shortly, the food arrived. It was great—the dishes, but I am not a critique to describe every flavor I tasted. Instead, Soojoo and I continued to have a great time. She knows how to carry a conversation. Even with my short replies, she finds ways to go on with the talk. I feel bad as I couldn't express myself the way I wanted to, yet Soojoo acknowledges everything about me.

"W

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