C h a p t e r 9
K o r e a U n i v e r s i t y
3 w e e k s l a t e rJ i s o o
Even though it wasn't a very bright day—a usual gloomy day in South Korea, but it still felt like a spotlight right above me, drawing attention to every people who pass by. I never liked to be in the spotlight but at this point? it's difficult to not be recognized.
People keep looking at me as Lisa's new girlfriend, people don't even look at me before Lisa came into my life. But it doesn't matter, does it? Being Lisa's new girlfriend? New bags? Luxurious clothes? Extravagant jewelry?
"Yeah, who cares what they think," I muttered under my breath.
"Hey," a woman's voice called.
I turned, and I wished I didn't.
Two women stood beside an ostentatious car, carrying Chanel and Gucci purses. Neither of them was looking at me; they were both looking at my bag.
To be honest, I didn't get it. But then, I was just so proud of myself I could distinguish between a Prada, Luis Vuitton, and a Fendi. I looked at my bag, it's pretty, expensive, chic, and hot, but it was still a bag for me.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but could you tell me what kind of bag you are carrying?" The small one asked.
I had no time to think this twice, "Uhm, a Dior, right?"
"Yes," The small one said politely while her taller friend rolled her eyes at my answer. "I know. But I was wondering, is that... a Dior Embroidered Stripes Diorama Flap Bag?" The woman said with admiration still looking at the bag. My eyes darted to the small and tall woman in front of me, it this for real or... "They aren't supposed to be available in Asia yet," the woman went on, "let alone here."
While her eyes sparkle at my bag –it did not look much different from any other purses to me, but what did I know? –I briefly contemplated my issues with words like Lisa, Manoban, and kissing.
I just couldn't put it together in my head.
Why can't I just get over it and move on, I just need to distract myself ... I was doing so well forgetting about it if it wasn't for these two asking about her gifts.
As always, as soon as I started thinking about Lisa I was caught up in a daydream of wonderland. The stranger had to clear her throat to get my attention; she was still waiting for an answer about the purse's model.
"I don't know," I told her honestly.
"Do you mind if I take a picture with your bag?"
"Nayeon!" The taller girl scolded.
It took me a second to process that. "Really? You want to take a picture with this bag?" I took it off my shoulder and dangled it in the air.
"Sure –no one would believe me if I don't get proof."
I glanced at the taller one who looked kind of embarrassed at her friend.
"Sure, I guess?" I handed her the bag.
With a swift, the two took turns taking pictures, posing like models.
"I miss my old life!" I groaned.
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K o r e a U n i v e r s i t y
D a n c e S t u d i o
2 : 0 0 p mI skipped lunch, in hurry to get out of that classroom as quickly as possible. I wasn't entirely able to avoid Lisa, and so I had to spend a few minutes acting the perfect girlfriend. I fucking tried to act like everything is normal, but every time I had to smile or pretend, it felt like suffocating.
I struggled to get a grip on myself as I walk here. I couldn't think of anything else but confusion, Lisa is so puzzling, like I'm solving a damn math problem and the text isn't in Korean. Well, she's Thai... But that's not the point! I placed my hand on my face squashing it out of frustration. Why am I even frustrated?
As soon as I stepped inside the dance studio, despair momentarily vanished. The studio is nice, it's peaceful and no one is here. Nobody goes here.
The rest of my morning passed in a blur. It was difficult to believe that I hadn't just imagined what Lisa has said, and the way her eyes had looked. Maybe it was just a very convincing pretend... alone... the both of us... in a bathroom... GOD! Why do I sound so stupid?
"Jisoo?"
I sat up in surprise, I did not even realize someone has come inside. I glanced at the short raven-haired through the reflection of the studio. Her hair suits her, she looked divine but I feel like I'm slowly being asphyxiating by just being in the same room with her.
"Lisa!" I said with a high-pitched voice. "What are you doing here?" I asked, no one comes here... how did she find me?
"I always come here," Lisa carefully said, placing her bag in the locker named Manoban.
She goes here?
"You don't know?" Lisa grabbed her water bottle, drinking it. I just shook my head. A hint of smile pulled at her lips.
Lisa put back her water bottle and closed her locker. She moved to the other side of the studio, she fixed something behind the speaker thingy are- I don't know what that is.
She glanced back, "watch."
Lisa stepped carefully to the center of the empty studio floor as music played gently in the background. She moves fluidly to the music's pulse. Lisa moved in dance as if it were the only way her body knew how to express itself. It was as if her genius was her ability to communicate herself through movement, and watching her emotions like it was more magnificent than the first blossoms of spring.
I stared at her, feeling an unexpected kind of awe for Lisa. She's amazing... But her presence is killing me, this was the wrong place to have come. I should have known, but where else was there to go?
"I have to go." I mumbled interrupting Lisa from her incredible performance. I abruptly got up and almost walked away.
"Wait!" Lisa followed, "is my dancing that bad?" she asked, she stopped me from walking and held my arm.
"No, no, no, it was beautiful..." I shook my head. "It was breathtaking." I said in awe.
"Then why?" Lisa looked down.
I just shook my head and removed Lisa's hold on me.
"I need to go, Lisa." I firmly said, I turned around and walked away.
But before I can close the studio's door, her deep voice broke me.
"Are you avoiding me?"
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Hey guys, I'm going to confuse you guys for a bit and let Jisoo feel her emotions in this chapter.
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