Home Gallery Wattpad Upvote monsteracademy   "To put it clearly, I'm going to a school filled with monsters?" FOURTY-SEVEN: A Little Trouble Saturday, you spent your morning through early evening helping your mom out in the market. She insisted on not letting you help so you could hang out with Hye Bin or do whatever you want with your free week but you just couldn't let her work alone. Moreover, the main reason why you wanted so much to go home was to help her. You found out that your mom wasn't selling as much as before due to the increase in price of the fishes from your supplier, Mr. Cha. You also learned that the rent for your space in the market had increased. "It's okay, Joo Ri-ya," your mom just said, smiling. Watching her that day, you realized that she had gotten thinner than the last time you saw her. She also had more wrinkles on her face. You couldn't help but think that women her age should be at home, just taking care of the house, watching some lame variety show, and tending to a flower garden. Not here, working her weak bones for a few pennies. Evening after dinner, you went to Hye Bin's place to help her pick a dress for a school event, and to talk more about Lay and D.O. Her parents were happy to see you again, and were more than eager to learn about the prestigious M Academy in which you didn't really know what to tell them. Your day ended without anything much happening. Sunday morning, you were up early again to help your mom at the market. Before you went to MA, you usually sleep in on weekends. But now that you only get to come home once every month, you felt like you had to make up for the time you were away, even just by a little. You and the guys had agreed to take the last trip to school at five thirty in the afternoon so you still had a couple of hours to help your mom. Around noon, your mom told you to stop working. "It's okay, umma. I got it," you told her while you were arranging the fishes for the nth time in the hopes of attracting at least a little more customers. "You have a visitor," she told you excitedly. You finally looked up and stared at her inquiringly. She stepped aside, revealing your mysterious visitor. "Lu Han!" You exclaimed, standing up. "Why are you here?" "We need to go somewhere," he told you. "What? Where?" "We have an appointment with Kim Dong Guk. He's a feline," he told you. You stared at him quizzically, not really getting what this was all about. "It's for our project," he said impatiently. "Oh...really?!" "You better start moving if we don't want to be late," he said. "O-oh, right. Right," you muttered in excitement, wiping your hands on your apron. "Umma, I'm sorry but I have to go. It's for our project-" "It's alright Joo Ri-ya, Lu Han already told me,” she said. "Omoni, we'll get going now," Lu Han slightly bowed, before he went. "You might want to get changed before you go," she told you. "Oh, right. I smell like fish," you agreed, sniffing yourself. "I'll see you later, umma," you said and run after Lu Han. "Take care," she said. "Ya," you told Lu Han when you finally caught up to him. "Do you mind if I go home for a bit and change? Just tell me where to meet up. I'll be real quick." Lu Han stopped walking and sighed. "I'll go with you." "You don't have to," you told him. "You can just sit and wait for me somewhere." "Someone has to make sure you don't get us late," he told you. "Fine," you scowled. "How did you know I was here anyway?" "I went to your house, how else do you think? You weren't there. Your neighbors told me you might be here," he said. "Well, you should have told me about this. And I thought you said you didn't know anyone for the project. Now you suddenly come here, telling we have an appointment. What was that? You must really love making fun of me, don't you?" You accused. "I tried to tell you. You didn't listen," he said. "No, you didn't." "I did." "When?" "You think about it," he said grumpily, and walked ahead of you. "Ya. Ya!" You called but he just kept on walking, leaving you behind. You finally reached your house. You went inside towards the living room, with him following behind. "Just wait here while I change," you told him, heading towards your room. "Take a bath while you're at it," he said. You sniffed on yourself, debating between taking a bath or just spraying yourself with lots of cologne. "You stink," he told you, leaving you no room for argument. You scoffed, and headed for the bathroom instead of your room. But he was right. You smelled like fish even after you took off your clothes. You quickly showered, making sure that you thoroughly scrubbed off any foul scent sticking on your body. When you were do