My phone rang and for a moment I stared at the unknown number before answering it, “Yes, hello?”

“Yonghwa-ssi! I got the flowers! ohh you’re so sweet!”

I thought for a second before finally asking, “Ah, who’s this?”

“You’re such a joker, Yonghwa-ssi! It’s me Ehmi.”

“Oh yeah… yes, of course!” I replied but I tried hard to remember who the girl was. After a few minutes, I made up an excuse just to end the call. It was a confusing one after all.

I never sent anybody flowers except—

I hurriedly called the flower shop where I ordered a bouquet of roses for my girlfriend and checked if it was delivered correctly. They said that Seohyun personally received it so relief rushed over me. But then again, I waited for her call that never came.

“Hi, baby,” I greeted quite enthusiastically the moment she answered her phone.

“Hi…”

I could hear her uninterrupted typing on her keyboard. “Busy?”

“Hmmm… yeah, just some stuff to finish before the weekend comes.”

“Are you free tonight?”

“I’m not sure. I might have a last minute thing.”

“Okay, call me if nothing comes up. I want to spend time with you.”

“Alright. Should I hang up now?”

I felt ignored again, “Uhm, okay…. Hyun…” For a few seconds, I waited for her to answer but when there was none, I murmured, “I love you…”

“Me too… bye.”

She dropped the call just like that and I just remembered why I called her. I decided to send her message instead, “Hyun, did you get the flowers I sent you?”

“Oh, those were for me? I sent them again to your other girlfriend. The one you had lunch with the other day?”

I sighed reading her reply. There’s no winning a psycho war with her.  I replied cautiously, “She’s a client, Hyun. But I will call her and tell her about the misunderstanding.”

 “Oh great! Glad to know you have her number.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that.

~~~

I went to her apartment with a bouquet of red roses. She was dressed in a robe. “Oh, Oppa…”

I hugged her tight “I miss you,” I said.

“But not when you went clubbing again last night.”

I opened my mouth to reply but closed it again when she raised her forefinger and walked back to her room.

“You’re going somewhere?” I said as I followed her and watched her took off the robe and put on a red evening dress that fell just a little above her knee.

“I’m having dinner out. But if you want to go, you can come along.”

“Oh really?”

I tagged along too late to know that it was a dinner date with her old high school friend who came back from abroad. They talked for hours; while the man tried to include me in their conversation, Seohyun ignored my presence, like I wasn’t there at all. She made me look like a fool.

She tramples on my ego every possible way she can. And, I willingly let her get away with it.

Even my ego belongs to her.

I sighed to myself. I don’t even know who I am anymore.

My girlfriend is the devil and I don’t really care.

~~~

It was a long weekend so we decided to go to the ski resor