Chapter 11
Seducing Mr.
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“Is that Yunho?”
“Oh my God. That totally is…what’s a Romeo doing here?”
“What’s a Romeo?”
“You know, the really pretty guys from SukDong High. Either way, I can’t
believe I’m actually looking at the Yunho!”
“Why? And Who’s that girl next to him?”
“No idea. Do you think it’s his sister?”
“No way. Too ugly to be his sister.”
“Well, it’s not his girlfriend…”
Somehow, whenever I was with Jaejoong and Yunho, peopled seemed to
notice my looks. And not in a good way, either. I tried to pretend I couldn’t hear
the two girls’ annoying chatter coming from the corner of the café. Instead, I
concentrated on Yunho’s face. Boy, was he dreamy. He was the polar opposite
of Jaejoong, with his hazel-brown eyes and his flowing golden hair, as if one
was the Sun and the other one Night. Yunho looked up from his menu and
smiled.
“What do you want to eat?”
I thought I would melt at the sight of his smile. It was one of those smiles
where the corners of the lips go up a little, as if to make it slightly slanted. It
was different from Jaejoong’s smile. I remembered his smile from the night
before, as he held the teddy bear in his hand.
“I’ll have a salad,” I said, pushing the thought away. I was hungry as hell,
but I wanted Yunho to think I only lived on water and air.
The waitress came over and looked at Yunho. She was tall, pretty, and had
a killer body. She kept staring me down like I was a piece of trash rolling around
on the street.
“Are you ready to order?” She asked Yunho, her voice emitting an
unnaturally high-pitched tone.
“I’ll have the fried rice,” he said.
“And you, kid?”
I tried to ignore the fact that she’d just called me kid. I wasn’t even sure if
that was allowed. I mean, not that it wasn’t allowed, but isn’t there some sort of
etiquette that declares that a waitress never refer to her customers by
something as degrading as ‘kid’? I could tell she had done so on purpose,
though.
“I’ll have the garden salad, please,” I said.
“With?”
“Huh?”
“It’s a side dish,” she said.
What the hell’s a side dish?
“Okay.”
She looked at me and shook her head in disgust. “No, it’s a side dish. You
need to order something with it.”
“Oh.” I felt my face flushing. She looked at me with those big, doe-shaped
judgmental eyes of hers. Okay, maybe if I’d studied during my English classes I
would have known what a ‘side’ dish meant. If only I’d done that, I wouldn’t
have to have been humiliated in front of Yunho. I wanted to cover my face and
disappear.
“She’ll have the steak,” Yunho said.
The waitress looked back at him (my face was still covered in the menu)
and said, “is that all, sir?” I could tell she was flirting with him. Quite frankly, I
almost wished Yunho would flirt back so that I could quietly slip out of the café
and find a river to drown myself in.
To my surprise, Yunho completely ignored the waitress. Instead, he lifted
the menu above my head, pushed his forehead against mine, and smiled.
I blushed. I could feel his breath against my cheeks. The waitress, realizing
that Yunho had no interest in her, walked away grumpily.
I didn’t move, because I had no idea what to do. His lips were literally 5
centimeters away from mine. He had such perfect teeth. And even his breath
smelled like flowers. Speaking of breath, I ate kimchi this morning…
“Eunhye,” he said, whispering into my ears.
“…yes?”
“Don’t ever change…”
“What?” I asked.
To my question, he straightened up, and looked at me directly in the eyes.
“I’ve never loved anything. I don’t like doing anything, and I don’t ever plan
anything out…”
“…”
“But if it’s you…” he looked at me, then smiled. “You have a beautiful
beat.”
A…what?!
As if to answer my question, he suddenly stretched out his arm and put his
palm against my chest. My heart began to beat excitedly, almost on the verge of
explosion.
“That’s how I found you,” he said, feeling my heartbeat on his hand, “I
heard this.” Unlike before, his hands felt warm against my chest. My heartbeat
began to slow down, despite the excitement in my head. It was almost as if he
was calming me down somehow. He closed his eyes. I closed mine as well. I felt
my body hovering closer to him. Everything had stopped, even time. His
breathing became clearer in my head and I could smell the air he was breathing,
and our lips were on the verge of touching…
BANG!
When I opened my eyes, I was on the floor. Everybody in the café looked at
me. The past few seconds flashed before my head.
1. Yunho had put his hand on my chest.
2. I had felt myself leaning closer to him.
3. My leaning was not a figment of my imagination; on the other hand, I was
actually leaning closer to him. With all my body weight.
4. I had unconsciously tried to kiss him.
5. And then toppled over and hit my chin on the table.
I felt pain ringing through my body, and my lips felt like they were on fire. I
quickly got up and tried to regain my dignity.
“Are you okay?” Yunho asked.
“Of course!”
“You’re bleeding…”
I looked across the café at the mirror by the bar. I could see my face. Somehow,
I had managed to bust my lip open, and smudge blood all over my face. My lips
were the size of a gorilla’s and I looked disgusting. Horrified, I ran out of the
café.
* * *
Great job, Eunhye. I am so pathetic. There I was, with my bloody, swollen
lips, climbing over the wall to sneak into Yura’s house. She would understand. I
couldn’t believe what had happened. Did I actually believe that I wouldn’t get
punished for trying to kiss Yunho? It was karma. He was too good for me, was
what the heavens were trying to tell me.
When I got to the window of Yura’s room, I pulled the lever open and
pushed my face in.
“Yura…T0T…”
And then, out of the corners of my eyes, I saw a black figure dash behind
her.
Then I heard a distinctly male voice. “Holy , what the !!!!!!!”
Surprised at the sudden shrieking male, I shrieked along with him. After
what seemed like 30 seconds of pointless screaming, I came to my senses and
looked at the figure in front of me.
“APE?!” I shouted.
“Ape…what? Who’s an ape!”
“What are you doing here!!!!”
“What are YOU doing here!!!!!!!!!”
It was Dong-Ki. Yura ran up to me with wide eyes. “What the hell happened
to your face?”
“What the hell is he doing here?” I shrieked.
“What the hell is she doing here! How the hell did she get in?!!”
Yura blushed. I began to understand the situation. So Yura and Dong-Ki
had, after all, been flirting with each other. I saw Ape staring at me with
suspicious eyes, and I wanted to smack him across the head.
“Did Jaejoong do that to you?” he asked.
“What the hell are you on about? Why would he do that to me?”
“Then why the hell is your face like that!”
“None of your damn business!!!!!”
It didn’t seem as if we would get along any time soon.
After we had calmed down, and Yura had cleaned all the blood off my lip, I
told her what had happened in a whisper. She giggled, and Ape looked at me
still suspiciously. I wondered what Yura saw in him. All I could ever see him
resembling was an ape.
“Shouldn’t you be with Jaejoong?” he asked.
“Why the hell should I be with him?”
“I just thought…never mind.”
“What?”
Ape fiddled with his fingers, and then grimaced after glancing at my face.
Yes, I get it. I’m disgusting.
“He told me not to tell…but you know he spent three hours earlier today
trying to get you the spiderman from the crane machine,” he said.
Three hours? Spiderman? I thought back, and remembered how Jaejoong
had been holding a spiderman doll. Could it have been the one that I tried to
get him yesterday? I smiled. The little could be cute, sometimes.
“You pissed him off real bad,” Ape said.
“Well that’s not my problem,” I spat.
“If you’re not with him, then where the hell is he?”
“ if I know,” I said, sticking out my tongue.
While Ape was busy dialing away on his phone, I dragged Yura to my side
and asked her what her relationship was with Ape. She blushed and told me that
he had just been over to help her with ‘homework.’ Like he even did homework.
From the looks of it, I doubted he even knew how to do simple multiplications.
Yura asked me what exactly had happened with Yunho, since I’d only told her
the short version. I began to tell her about the odd things that he’d said to me,
what with the heartbeat, and how he’d put his hand over my chest when…
“Oh, .” Ape’s voice.
“What?”
“It’s Jaejoong.”
* * *
I had no idea why I was running. Perhaps it was because I felt guilty, or
maybe it was because I didn’t want him to kill me. And, after all, I’d just gotten
into the RC. Everything was going perfectly, and I didn’t want to ruin it by
having someone like Jaejoong hold a grudge against me. Despite all these
thoughts, my heart began to beat in worry, and I ran even faster.
When Ape had called Jaejoong’s phone, he had gotten no reply. A minute
later, he got a phone call from Jaejoong’s number, except it hadn’t been
Jaejoong—it was another guy, apparently, from the neighboring DongKo High,
who had called Ape to tell him that his friend, Jaejoong, was a dead man.
Somehow, in his anger from the events that had happened earlier today,
Jaejoong had gotten a little crazy in his head, and had decided to burst into
DongKo High for an open fight. He was alone, and he must have had a death
wish, because from what I’d heard there were more than ten others against him.
My heart raced faster. I’d never seen Ape’s face worry so much, and my own
heart began to contract into a painful grip. What if something had happened to
Jaejoong? If he died, it would be my fault. I would be a murderer.
“Ya!!!! Jaejoong!!!”
I heard Ape calling from behind me, and I looked ahead in search of
Jaejoong. I saw a pile of bodies lying on the ground, dirt and blood mixed
everywhere. My heart stopped. I looked around to see which one of the bodies
belonged to Jaejoong. Please, don’t be dead…
“Stop…please…”
I looked up at the sound of the voice and saw a boy in a DongKo High
uniform on his knees, apparently sobbing, looking up at someone. I couldn’t
see the person’s face, but he was relentlessly punching the poor kid over and
over again.
“Jaejoong! Stop!” Ape shouted.
Eyes wide, I looked back at the scene. No doubt—the guy standing,
beating up the poor kid, was Jaejoong. I glanced at the bodies scattered on the
ground once more, and realized that they, too, were all in DongKo uniforms.
Hold on…so when Ape said that Jaejoong was in trouble, he didn’t mean…
“When Jaejoong’s angry, he goes crazy. Nobody can stop him,” Ape said.
Yura held my arm and looked at Jaejoong in horror. He was beating the kid
up to a lifeless pulp. There he was again, a part of him I didn’t really know. It
was just like the time he’d rescued me from the guys who thought I was
Yunho’s boyfriend. I felt a chill go down my spine. It scared me how Jaejoong
could sometimes be…a monster.
“Please…you’re killing me…stop…”
Before I knew what I was doing, I had already begun to run towards him.
Jaejoong’s fist went up in the air. The DongKo boy looked at him in fear. Ape
was shouting something in the background. Yura was crying. And then I
wrapped my arms around his waist, and hugged him from behind.
“…”
Several seconds of silence passed. Jaejoong didn’t look back, or push me
away. Slowly, the hand that had been firmly gripping the DongKo boy’s collar
loosened, and the boy slid down to the floor. We were silent.
“What are you doing here…”
I loosened my grip on Jaejoong. “Stopping you…”
“Who the hell told you to come here.”
“Nobody…”
“ off,” Jaejoong said. “Get out of my sight before I kill you.”
My arms slid away from his waist. His back was still turned towards me. I
couldn’t explain it. I really couldn’t. But when he told me to go, it felt as if a
thousand needles had come crashing down on my heart. I wanted to see his
face. I wanted to reach for his arm and turn him around, but at that very
moment he seemed so far away from me.
It was so silent that you could hear the silence itself. I turned away slowly
and began to take a step. Yura shot me a worried look. I had never imagined it
would matter so much to me what Jaejoong thought. I had never thought
walking away from him would be so hard.
I took a deep breath.
And then, I ran.
I ran like I’d never run before. I ran because I was afraid. Afraid that if I
didn’t, I would start to cry. The moment I felt a single tear roll down my cheek,
something pulled on my arm. Before I knew what was happening, my heart
stopped. And the entire world was still for a moment.
Because Jaejoong was kissing me.
And nothing else seemed to matter.
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