A/N: Hello, Everyone! :D Here’s another update for you… You guys showed a lot of interest in this fic and subscribed even at the first chapter… Thanks a million for that…. And I never thought “Sesame” can cause that much laughter to you.. XD Now, I’m starting to feel worried if I could do as well as you expect or not… But I’ll try my best and hope my future chapters won’t disappoint you… Anyway, I hope you still can enjoy this update and tell me what you think… <3 btw, this is the longest chapter I’ve ever written… XD

Why was that problem so difficult to solve?

Although Hyesung had been solving it with full concentration, the true answer still had not come to him yet. He scribbled more

digits and formulae on the paper in front of him, frowning at the same time. The sound of the tip of pencil running to and fro on the

paper could be heard even from quite afar. The sound became more noticeable when the classroom was still empty at an early hour

in the morning, except of the existence of Hyesung.

“Swhhh…”

Suddenly, Hyesung felt a tornado passing on his head, ruining his precious hair through its way. Already being stressed by a maths

problem at difficulty of five-star level, his rage could not be controlled any more after his beloved hair being destroyed.

“Yah! Mun Jung Hyuk!”

Yes. He yelled out the name of that bastard even without turning back to see who the culprit was. It became his almost natural

reflex to yell that name whenever he faced with some annoying circumstances or had disturbances in his actions or on his body,

especially on his hair. There was no one else who would annoy him like that “foreign bully”.

He lifted his head immediately to find the whereabouts of Mun “foreign” Jung “bully” Hyuk and found him sitting on his own seat

that was two seats ahead of his, with his disgusting smirk as always.

“YAHHH!!! Mun Jung Hyuk!!! Are you crazy? Why do you have to ruin MY HAIR all the time, HUH???”

Although Hyesung was on the verge of exploding with anger and annoyance with his face being all red, the counterpart could not

still erase his satisfied smirk on his face without replying Hyesung’s yelling.

That was exactly what Hyesung hated the most about that bastard.

Everytime, it was only and only Hyesung who would be angry and yell like hell when that bully was just smirking without uttering a

sound. It made Hyesung like a fool who was fighting with a statue and even though he tried to control his emotions, he still failed

desperately and saw that “smirk” again, like now.

Then, suddenly, Hyesung heard the lunch bell and found himself opening his lunch box. His unique lunch box full with main dish and

side dishes covered with lovely seeds of sesame. Seeing the contents of his lunch box, Hyesung smiled widely and picked his spoon

to have a taste of egg rolls. They looked so appetizing with a tint of sesame oil fragrance. He even gulped after picking a piece of

egg rolls and started to put it inside his mouth.

But …  

Before it was put on his palate, a fast sight of a hand moving in front of his face and at the next second, his lovely egg roll

disappeared from his spoon.

Like his instinct, he lifted his head up discovering his nemesis chewing the once-his-egg-roll deliciously while keeping his trademark

smirk. An expression called “Satisfaction” could be seen clearly on that foreign bully’s face and as soon as he saw that, Hyesung

yelled out of his habit … again …

“MUN JUNG HYUK!!! Don’t you have anything to EAT??? IT’S MINE!!! YOU BASTARD!”

Like always, that Jung Hyuk guy did not reply again until he finished chewing while keeping an amused look staring at Hyesung’s

face. At last, he turned his heels towards the door ignoring Hyesung’s deadly glares. And just when Hyesung sighed with an obvious

annoyed tone and shifted his look back to his lunch box, Jung Hyuk retraced his steps towards the sitting one and bent to reach the

latter’s ears.

“There’s too much sesame oil … Sesame-yah …”

Before Hyesung had a chance to snap back, he had already been out of the classroom, leaving the super frustrated “Sesame” with

the now-disappeared appetite. That bully not only stole his food shamelessly but called the name that Hyesung hated most in this

world.

He loved sesame seeds and sesame oil. They were like his family since his childhood. But being called “Sesame” with that kind of

tone full with arrogance, amusement, satisfaction and all the disgusting things of this universe was a 180 degree different matter.

Nobody called him like that and nobody had ever complained his affection on sesame, not even Dongwan or his mom. And another

thing was what kind of harm did his obsession on sesame do to that foreign bully? It was his lunch and his stomach and his palate.

Yet, he still annoyed Hyesung at lunch time by stealing his food and dissing his “Sesame” when the latter was off guard even for a

moment.

“MUN JUNG HYUK! YOU JERK!!!”

Hyesung yelled with his full lungs’ capacity and kicked the air with his leg. But, then, he felt a feeling like being in the vacuum and

floating for a millisecond and the next thing he knew was the sound of loud “Oouch” coming from his own mouth and the painful

feeling on his side.

He opened his eyes slowly with such difficulty and after a few seconds of dizziness and blankness, he realized he was lying on the

hard floor in his bedroom on his left side and later, he found out that he had been dreaming and fallen from his bed while kicking his

leg.

“Aish … That bastard … He even disturbed my dream … There’s nothing good being involved with him …”

He cursed silently in his mind while getting himself up from the floor and as soon as he sat up, the throbbing pain appeared in his

head, like squeezing his brain out of his skull.

“Ouch … Thank God today’s Saturday … I drank too much again …”

He literally dragged his legs to reach the kitchen while pressing his temples with his thumbs. After finding his aspirins in the

medicine cabinet, he gulped them down with a glass of water. Then, he sat at the dining table and leaned his head on the table 

while hoping his headache would go away soon. Closing his eyes, his memories of last night’s event before his passing out dawned

upon his mind automatically.

Flashback

“Long time no see … Sesame …”

That word still had an amazing impact on Hyesung even after these 17 years. His jaws as well as his fists clenched at once hearing

that name in that kind of tone from which he had gladly been away in these years. Plus, that smirk … That bully’s disgustingly

annoying trademark smirk … with full of satisfaction. It was still the same even after nearly two decades and now, since it was on a

more mature and well-defined face, the annoying feeling it gave became stronger than that of the smirk on a face of an 18-year

old high school boy.

“Sesame? That’s Hyesung’s nickname? How come I didn’t know about it?”

Hyesung shifted his glare at the short guy who had 0% awareness of the current atmosphere.

“Yeah. Stupid! How come you knew about it? You’re too busy with your dance practice and your girlfriends …”

Hyesung cursed at his innocent friend again in his mind.

Actually, it was not Minwoo’s fault not knowing the relationship between “Sesame” and “Foreign Bully” because he had been out of

the class to practice his dance skills and meet with his friends and girlfriends in most of breaks and lunch breaks. Moreover, he had

known both of them as mere classmates and that was why he was being so out of the “inside joke” of Jung Hyuk and Hyesung.

And even now, he was too ignorant to notice Hyesung’s fire glares and Jung Hyuk’s amused smirk even though he was standing

between them.

“Yeah … It’s how I called him back then … although he didn’t find it as a good nickname …”

Jung Hyuk’s voice appeared in his usual light and amused tone and at the end of his words, Hyesung clenched his jaws more tightly

and then, he suddenly turned his face towards Minwoo who seemed to get surprised by his sudden motion.

“Minwoo … I’ll go to the toilet … for a moment … Just keep that bast … HIM with you … for now …”

The poor short guy just nodded with a blank expression while Jung Hyuk kept smiling in a knowing way and even nodded at

Hyesung, like giving him a permission to go to the toilet.

WHAT THE HELL!

After storming inside the toilet, tearing many tissue slices and washing his hand like a thousand times, finally, Hyesung got back

and fortunately, Mun Jung Hyuk was away from his table, talking to some of his classmates.

Hyesung gulped down shots after shots of wine while thinking how much despicable that creature had been in high school and made

his days the worst ones in his life. Actually, he still did not know what made that guy find teasing and making him annoyed as an

amusement. They were never close friends and before getting those “bullying” from Mun Jung Hyuk, Hyesung even had not known

him that well, except the fact of that foreign-looking boy transferring into their school from Seoul. He recalled that “bully” had

been a popular student among female students from other schools in his town since theirs was a boy’s school. That was all he had

noticed about that monster and later, even before he realized, he had already been a target of him to bully and as he had said, he

still did not know what the reason behind this was.

The strange thing was Mun Jung Hyuk had not been a bully to other students and to say the truth, he had been a common student

with a common personality and common grades. Nothing outstanding and unique could be seen on him in spite of annoying and

bullying Hyesung all the time. Nearly at the end of the school year, they had been informed that ungraceful being had been left

for America for personal reasons and there was no need to say that the happiest person after hearing that news had been Shin

Hyesung.

Hyesung sighed by the reappearing images of his high school days and gulped another shot down while taking a glance at his enemy

chatting with their classmates. He must avoid that loach with his all might and try to keep away from him after this night.

He did not want nightmares back again …

And he was no longer a timid 18-year old boy who could do nothing except yelling at his bully …

He was an adult and would no longer stay like that if that bully dared to again ...

Well … the previous encounter was just an exception because he had been too shocked to response …

Not again like that … he promised …

That was the last thing on Hyesung’s mind before passing out and now he was in his kitchen with a severe stabbing pain in his head.

He was so glad that that bastard had not asked his number or some kind of contact because he did not have a tiny bit of wish to

meet him again.

Then, he heard the phone ringing and without thinking much, he ran into his bedroom where the ringing sound was coming and

picked it up while his thumbs were still on his temples.

“Hello?”

“Hey … Sesame … Morning! Already awake?”

The low yet amused voice came from the other side and Hyesung became stiff as soon as he heard it.

No way …

That devil called him?

That was he knew his number?

“Hey … Shin Hyesung? Are you still alive?”

Another teasing voice came out of the receiver again and this time, Hyesung got his sense back and let out his voice while trying

not to choke up with his own saliva.

“How … How do you know my number?”

A slight chuckle appeared first and then, the more-amused-than-before tone came back.

“Actually … I’m calling my phone …”

“WHAT?”

Hyesung got shock hearing the answer and confusion came straightly into his mind which was busy catching up the meaning.

“I say … I’m calling my phone … Open your eyes and take a look at YOUR phone … Sesame-yah …”

Hyesung reluctantly did as the “bully” told and as soon as he saw clearly the thing in his hand, he almost shouted.

THAT WAS NOT HIS PHONE!

It was the same model with his and that was why he had not noticed it at the first place. He put it against his ear immediately and

yelled at the one who was now seemingly enjoying his dumbness.

“YAH! MUN JUNG HYUK! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY PHONE?”

A louder and longer chuckle entered Hyesung’s ear and before Hyesung had a chance to yell again, the voice mixed with laughter

appeared.

“Well … I guess … we switched our phones mistakenly … maybe accidently … maybe intentionally …”

Although the last two words had been said in a whisper, Hyesung did not fail to catch them and he bit his lower lip, swallowing his

anger.

“Fine … You think I can’t buy another one, huh?”

Hyesung said it in a confident way and he praised himself for coming up with that kind of answer.

“Yeah … I know … You can buy another one … but … as far as I see, there’re many important contacts in your phone … Like …

Professor … Rector … and …”

“How the hell you UNLOCKED it?”

Hyesung could not hide his obviously surprised and worried tone hearing the answer.

“Well … for your information, Sesame, I am working as the head of IT solutions Company … and unlocking your phone is one of the

easiest things I’ve ever done … and … if you’re thinking about doing the same thing to my phone, don’t even think about it …

because my phone has a system to shut down and erase all data automatically if you enter the wrong password three times and ….

Don’t worry for me … I’ve already synced all data on my phone to my laptop … as you know, I’m a tech geek …”

.

That was all Hyesung could think at the moment. Anyway, he had to be calm to deal with that devil. He must not be panicked like a

teenage boy.

“Ok … So … I want my phone back … Give it back to me …”

He knew he sounded like a 10-year old child who was asking a bully to give his toy back. But he could not help it at all.  

“Sesame-yah … I really want to give it back to you … but the problem is … I haven’t had anything since I woke up … so I don’t have

any energy to come to you … And there’s nothing edible in my home at the moment … So … How about we exchange food and your

phone, huh?”

F**k!

Shin Hyesung! Welcome to the Hell again!

Another thing to apologize is that I forgot for a while that the word “bully” has an offensive meaning for some… It’s not like someone complained… I just noticed it from a comment from one of my readers and I really thank her for that…:D Personally, I had a not-very-good memory with “bullying” in my childhood… and although it’s not that severe…still I understand what the feeling is… but, here, I used that term as an exaggeration and in a kind of funny way *although I know the real one is never funny* Sorry for not explaining all of you about it first…So, I sincerely hope the ones who may feel uncomfortable due to my word choice can understand and forgive me….   *bows*