" Dudeeeeeee. "

I slurred and managed to get back to my original position on standing still.
That's when I realized that it was the Joon guy.
And he was wearing nothing for the top half of his body.

" Whoops, sorry, neighbor. "

He cheerfully apologized.
He kindda pissed me off because, well, people don't  apologize cheerfully. 

" Dude, don't you have a shirt? "

Iasked in annoyance.
He's bulky.
His body is a beauty but I don't know.

" I'm going jogging. Shirts make me feel uncomfortable. Wanna join me? "

He invited to which I reject and got back to my apartment.
That Joon guy was cute but he was like a little psycho.
Which guys go around with no shirt on inviting girls for jogs.
That's more than weird.
It's bizarre.
Like he's a pedo or something.

I got back to my apartment and cooked myself some instant noodles.
I the television and there was some cheesy drama ongoing and I don't really watch those so I decide that, yes, I do indeed feel like jogging.
I'm fickle-minded. No need to remind me. 
I changed into my sports bra and shorts and got off to jog around. 
I was really not hoping to meet anyone or see anything that could provoke me or remiss me of my life when that Joon again appeared out of nowhere.
I didn't like him.

I especially didn't like that constant smile on his face.
It reminded me of the smile I lost.