“How did you know?” he asked, stunned.

“Just because we live in a city that doesn’t mean it’s big enough for me not to know,” I snorted. “And don’t you know who I am? I’ve got eyes. Okay? And I don’t like you hanging out with that again.”

He glared at me that got me thinking, silenced me. “She’s not a .”

See? He’s now taking her side, ditching me over that angel in disguise. And it infuriates the hell out of me now. So now, I’m the loser and that Dara Ugly Park is the winner now. Oh, how did it happen?

It’s because she flirted with him.

Because of great annoyance, I stood up, “Fine! Whatever to you and your dearest Park, I’m done.”

“Who’s done?” I heard someone ask. I looked over to see Jaejoong leaning on the door, holding a big cone of ice cream. It’s mint chocolate flavor ice cream!

I heard him chuckle and said, “I know you love ice cream. Here,” he strolled near me and handed me my stress-reliever. But I was too shy to accept it. Why? It’s because he had on it. What am I supposed to think? It’s like indirect kissing.

And I won’t deny it’s not a good idea. But still, it won’t be good, I guess. Ugh! I badly want to try kissing those lips…what am I even thinking?!

His hold on my hand woke me up from a daydream. He made me hold the ice cream and I looked at it, debating with myself. “Hey, it’s not dirty!”

I looked at him and laughed. He laughed, too. I’ve decided. I’m going to eat it. With him staring down at me, I ate partial of my ice cream.

“Is it good?” he asked