After her parents passed away, Nayeon had to take responsible to being a lead of her family. She had to take care of her sister who have a DID. As she can't afford to pay her rent and had to moved in to a new apartment which is an apartment her dad...
"What did you just said?" She asked voicing out my thought.
Yeah, that's what I'm asking myself.
"You heard it. Don't make me repeat that again." I grumbled looking everywhere but not towards her.
She have this confused and unbelief face looking at me. Yeah, me too. But, yeah. I sighed.
"But." I said out lifting my finger in the air.
"I have some conditions." I stated.
She rolled her eyes and groaned.
"What?" She asked with a dubious expression on her face.
"No- hmm, I think its actually for your own benefits too." I spoke out seeing her expression.
"You need to help me to find someone. I think he can help me get out of this world. Then you can have the place all of yourself." I said to her.
She has this smile on her face. She's really want to get rid of me huh?
"Okay. But who?" She asked.
"You will get to know soon." I said.
Then, I floated towards her and she kept going back until she hit her back against the wall. I smirked.
"But, you can't back off." I growled with a livid expression on my face.
I placed both of my hands on both of her sides encasing her and slowly leaned in bringing my face closer to her. I could see her face was red. Is she okay? Whatever.
"Or else. You have to face the consequences. You know how serious I am right?" I whispered bringing my mouth closer to her ear and with that I disappear into thin air leaving her all confused and agitated.
"Damn you casper!" She groaned in annoying.
Nayeon POV
"Order for table number 7." Lisa said as she handed me a plate of sandwiches.
I tentatively took it from her and rushed to the table. According to Lisa, so far I was doing a great job as today I supposed to sit back and learn by watching them. But I insist on doing my orders as I didn't feel like sitting around for long. Though I was scared when Wednesday is going to come and I have to do those Hawaiian dances with tribal mask on. Those girl didn't look very happy though. Well, I can't really tell with their tribal mask on. Busy doing my job, I heard someone called for me.
"Nayeon?" Someone called my name.
I turned around to see the source of familiar voice and my eyes widen to see a familiar face too. I was greeted by Yeri. Uh oh!
"Yeri? What are you doing here?" I asked awkwardly.
"Well, I work here." She answering gesturing to her work outfit.
"And so are you? Since when?" She asked looking at my outfit.
"I'm just start today. So, you are now stay here at Seoul?" I asked curious.
"Yes, Yes! I'm attending college here." She said.
"Glad to see familiar faces here. By the way, I love your hair." I said excitedly.
Yeri's bleached her shoulder length hair to pink. I must said, she looking pretty and confident with this hair style on her. But, Yeri always really up for something new. And I liked that about her.
"Thanks. So, which college are you going to?" She asked more.
"Star College." I replied.
Then, she jump excited and her eyes widen. She seemed happy with my answer.
"Me too. Oh my God! We can hang out together after this. Like before. What are you majoring in?" She asked excited.
"Geography." I replied lamely.
"Ahh. I'm majoring in Hotel Management." She said pouted.
"Hotel Management?" I asked scrunching my eyebrows together.
She laughed.
"Well, I flipped the coin. Besides it needed the least credits." She shrugged.
I laugher at her response. Typical Yeri. She's still the same old feisty lovely clueless Yeri.
"So, see you around then." She said before heading towards the kitchen.
I just nodded. Back then, I, Jennie and Yeri were inseparable in high school. Everyone know us. But, then some kind of high school drama kicked in between Jennie and Yeri. I don't know what happen between them that Yeri even changed school. And with that, I'm stuck with Jennie. I really never really asked what happening between them. But, I'm glad to see Yeri again. Yeri was Chaeyoung's favorite as she doesn't even like Jennie. Weird right?
Right now, I'm almost fed up. It was my second batch of chocolate chip cookies but still they didn't taste like the ones I make two nights ago. Maybe I should add some more chocolate chips? Chocolate makes everything better, right? I sighed. My mom loved baking. Every time I came back from school almost always find a icing cake on the kitchen counter. My mom used to said, you don't need special occasion to enjoy a slice of cake. So, that's where I inherited my baking skills from. More often baking lets me cherish those memories I made with my mom.
"You added vanilla extracts instead of vanilla essence last time." Someone said behind me.
I flinched and jumped slightly. I turned around to see casper munching one of my cookies. Today she dressed in dark jeans with 'romantique' sweeter and a boots. Oh, not forget her beanie. G! How does she changes her outfit?
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"What the hell are you doing here?" I questioned curtly.
G! She looked damn fine today. Well, she always looked damn fine. Just she need to adjust her behaviour. I didn't know that I'm checking her up until her voice echoed again.
"Like what you see bunny?" She asked ignoring my question.
She let out a small chuckled. I clear my throat. I tore my eyes away from her and stares at her with a grim expression on my face and internally rolled my eyes
"I have a name Casper." I exclaimed clearly offended by the nickname she gave.
Well, I know my teeth looked like a rabbit. But, I don't like to be called bunny by her. She just chuckled seeing me like this. She's really an annoying.
"Then, stop calling me that." She said take another bite of cookies.
"What? Casper." I stretched the word 'Casper' to annoy her.
She rolled her eyes clearly irritated by her new nickname. So I got back to making my third batch of cookies and this time I adding vanilla extracts instead of vanilla essence.
"Can you see other ghost?" She asked taking a from her 8th or 9th cookies.
I already lost count. But, wait. Did she mean there is another ghost here? Why did she asked that?
"Huh? Is there another ghost here?" I asked worriedly and scared.
"Just answered my question, bunny. Can you see other ghost?" She reiterated herself.
"I don't feel like to answering your question right now." I answered getting back to work.
