"_____! Where do you think you are going?" my aunt shrills at me.

"Oh, just headed to the mall with Ga Eun?" I reply.

"No, you are not!" my aunt shoots back.

"But why? It's a Sunday! I haven't got school!" 

"Our new tenants just moved in and they'll need daily room cleaning as part of our rental services. You managed to dodge the pre-move-in thorough clean up that I so laboriously slogged at for the past few days because you were at school. But now that you are on summer break, you're gonna be the housemaid for next door! So, clean up that house before you head out for any fun! Be responsible!"

"I didn't sign up for this!"

"Says the freeloader who's been living out of my home. You've got no choice. Either scrub the floors next door or start paying rent for your stay here! Plus meals and utilities! I did always tell you and your cousin that you both absolutely have to chip in and help out when we finally have tenants next door. Now is the time you repay me!"

Well, my skin flint of an aunt has always been badgering me and my cousin, Kwang Soo, to promise to repay her for letting us lodge for free at her home here. And we did indeed grudgingly "promise" to help out, should she finally get tenants. It's just that the day never came and we thought it'll never come, given how far off in the boondocks our neighborhood is. That, plus the exorbitant rent my aunt charges and the dismal rental market. So I guess I never really thought I'll have to one day, finally make good on my empty promise. Groan.

"How about Kwang Soo then?"

"He's got internship interviews lined up with prestigious firms in the city this weekend, so he's off the hook."

That lucky bastard! 

e. That means I'm going to be housemaid to the hot new neighbour I just flashed. Oh the humiliation! Should I tell it to my aunt? Maybe not. She'll probably be unsympathetic and think it's an excuse for me to weasel my way out of my duties. And probably also give me an even harder time for my penchant to walk around in my room. Urgh.

"Who's our tenants?" I ask back.

"Just a bunch of kids. Boys. Probably around your age."

"What? All boys? You rented your property out to be a frat house? And you want me. A single, young girl, to be trapped there among hormonal boys, cleaning the house alone?"

"They are not frat boys! They are very accomplished you