~Jaejoong's POV~

I sat there, shocked.

___________ just hung up on me.

Without even letting me explain.

I sighed.

Stupid mothering Eun hee.

Who does she think she is?

God?

Ani. She is not God. Or that godess she thinks she is.

She is a hideous warthog.

I slammed my phone down in anger and headed to the Departments.

"I didn't do anything," Eun hee denied innocently after I confronted her.

"Then explain," I demanded "why your car was still there in the driveway that day."

Her eyes flashed guiltily.

"W-What are you talking about?" she continued to try and be innocent.

There was a crowd around us now.

"I'm talking about that picture you left in my desk that day," I replied, leveling my fierce gaze to her "innocent" one.

"What p-picture?" she asked, still pretending to not know.

There was a wave of murmurs.

"I knew she was up to no good," some people said.

"Do you think she's really innocent?" some wondered.

"That picture," I told her.

She realized her cute act wasn't working.

"The word 'that' really explains everything," she snickered.

"Does it? Good, because I recall you using it... a lot," I responded, just as poisonous.

She flinched.

"You just got owned!" Seohyun exclaimed, then quickly clamped shut.

Eun hee tossed her hair over her shoulder, masking herself with fake dignity.

"Well, I wasn't the one that put whatever picture you're talking about in your desk. So stop asking," and she strode off, then broke into a run after she thought we couldn't see her.

Just so you know, Eunhee. I'm not blind.

~Your POV~

Last night was successful.

I got out of bed with a warm smile on my face.

I retreived the footage.

Well, I technically did.

I found out the one I had before was destroyed, so I got new footage on my extra camera.

It totally hit the sweetspot.

Not too much junk in the video, and lots of info spilled.

My flight was booked for tomorrow.

I swung the suitcase open and dumped all my new clothes in there, not bothering to fold it.

Screw folding.

Folding is for losers.

...And Taemin.

I giggled at that thought.

I dialed Taemin's number.

"Noona!" he said excitedly.

"How was my dongsaeng doing?" I asked with a smile, even though he couldn't see it.

"Fine, I guess," he replied, "I miss you, though."

Aww~ He's so sweet!

"I miss you too Taemin-ah. Take care of yourself arraso?" I told him.

"Okay," he promised.

"I have to go now. Bye," I realized my voice sounded somewhat distressed.

"Bye noona. Get some rest!" he responded and we ended the call.

I smiled at how caring he was.

"Sorry Taemin. I'll rest later. First, I need to hit the mall," I said to myself giddily.

My phone rang.

I looked down at the name.

Wonderful.

Jaejoong just had to ruin my moment.

I turned my phone off.

Take that, you jerk.

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That was a boring chapter...

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I'll try harder next time.

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