[CONTENTID1] GREEN ROSE [/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]The amount of random things Myungsoo sees here is shocking. He might think he's a brainiac but he's missing out on something all the readers have copped onto: this creepy ship could possibly be haunted. Oh Myungsoo, you're in for some supernatural shocks~
 

I've 'planned' a total of 6 chapters for this fic. I really can't push that number since I'm going on holidays in like 3 days lol. For those 3 days I'll be in a mad rush hoping to complete this fic so it won't be waiting for me when I get back a month later. OMG.

Also a shoutout to everyone who subbed, commented and up-voted. ^o^ I came home and was literally shocked! I didn't think this fic would get such a positive response! I love you guys! 

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“Let’s check out the cinema,” Hongbin suggested. Still half asleep he managed to trip over his legs, which are not as long as he thinks, and complained about lectures.

The movie theatre was booked out, as was the live theatre where a silent show was playing in honor of Charlie Chaplin. Stuck in a rut, we were left to choose between pigging out at the dinning room or go swimming. Swimming won by a land slide with all three votes.

 “I want to see those choir girls in bikinis. It’s sunny, they might even be sunbathing,” Hongbin his lips.

“ert,” I elbowed, grinning myself.

“You’re the one who was salivating in church,” he nudged back.

Leo had begun to sulk, grumbling under his breath most likely reminded of our church antics.

“What’s his problem?” I sniffed, offended he'd lured us.

“You’re welcome to join our session,” Hongbin invited almost skipping in happiness at the prospect of picking up girls. I must admit, although I was technically taken I wouldn’t mind seeing some hot girls. A guy can look right?

I opened my mouth to oppose Leo’s entry to our rendezvous when someone rammed through our clique screaming, “I’m not fat!”

Too shocked to say anything even Hongbin didn’t comment on a rather stubby female wearing a towel. We did exchange glances to say, ‘what just happened?’ But were not too bothered by other people’s insecurities.

What had happened was something we’d discover once we heard the gathering of debaters hurling offensive comments to one another, some even going as far as throwing drinks.

“Fat chicks shouldn’t show skin.”

“What gives you the right to tell people how to dress?”

“Aye, no one wants to see all that flab flapping around.”

Leo outright growled, with dark leer before stalking off like a black cloud.

“The ?” Hongbin muttered.

“I didn’t even notice.” I scratched my head, perplexed, hoping to see that girl from earlier who’d rescued me.

It wasn’t really customary to pretend one was enjoying themselves with a group of arguing men and women deciding if being fat was ‘okay’ or not. We avoided stray gazes in case we got wrapped into this dispute. Flirting was now out of the question.

“Do you actually care? Because I don’t,” Hongbin murmured into my ear.

Bewildered, I shot my own question. “Are we meant to care?”

Before we knew it, the whole thing turned into a ping-pong battle debate about ‘feminism.’ It wasn’t really much to do about women empowerment as it was about men being ‘egocentric chauvinists.’ And while arguments could be true, the presentation of it became vulgar when hands were raised and security ended up having to grapple.

The whole thing made us cringe, and by ‘us’ I mean ‘me.’ My left eye twitched judgingly questioning the intellectual ability of the human brain while Hongbin resisted the urge to do some serious eye rolling. Or at least that’s what I thought he was thinking until he said, “Aww, man! I wanted to see some y es,” letting me safely conclude that he was indeed a hormonal guy who didn’t come with a ‘situation filter.’

Someone smacked him across the head with frightening speed before I had a chance to. It was that woman from before, the glass-crunching lunatic. Hongbin held his head, seething at her as if trying to frighten a wild beast. She gurgled some gibberish at him, hissing and spitting, leading me to cognize that she mightn’t be as crazy as we thought her to be. I held back my snickering at his expense, attempting to be a decent friend.

“I’ll be at the arcade,” Hongbin declared stomping his foot in a threatening manner at the wildebeest. I really did like the guy, so I prayed she wouldn’t claw his eyes out while my eyes roamed to find that mystery girl.

If I was honest I wanted not just her name but also the luxury of staring at her a little longer. She was gorgeous in a way that left her image lingering in your thoughts.

Speaking of thoughts—

“Yah, where did you get money for the arcade?” I bellowed.

“Your wallet,” he called twirling to pose with ‘V’ signs.

I grimaced and searched my jeans hoping I was still in possession of the thing before all the cash from it evaporated.

“Kidding! I stole it from my sister.”

It was like a slap in the face. Instantly feeling guilty upon retrieving my wallet and finding things to be in order. I wished he’d have taken my money instead of mentioning her. She who I was meant to be here with, and she who I’d forgotten tracing the path of another girl that hovered in my thoughts. Maybe I was just a jerk.

I snorted at myself. Was I the messed up one in this relationship? I, who didn’t think it was a big deal to glance at girls in short clothes because I had eyes that could see. Didn’t all guys do that though?

I ruffled my hair scuttling towards the terrace. With regret building in the pit of my stomach, I leaned against the railing gulping salty air. Waves gushed against the hull, oscillations lugging the ship through deep waters. The soft foam of the sea kissed the waterline sticking to it, refusing to part.

I guess you could say my relationship was like that. The kind where two people stuck together, doing everything to make the other happy, but not really content with ones bounty. It wasn’t forced since we were both willing but it no longer had that charm. Perhaps I’d think differently if she were by my side. I didn’t know. And for that I felt sorry also.

My remorseful reverie was fragmented when I saw a coffin being tossed off board. I did a double take and squinted to make sure my eyes