Forgotten Night

Chapter 3

20 June 2018, 7:30 AM

Two days later, in the morning, I came out to the living room while tying up my hair with a hairband. Mom watched me from the dining table. "Can't you keep your hair down sometimes?" She asked. "It's so pretty when it's lying free. Do you have to tie it up so tightly all the time?"

"Yes." I ignored her. I am used to tying my hair in a tight ponytail. I am used to this style. Plus this is so convenient while working. My mobile rang while I was putting on my shoes. "Yes, Actor Kim WooHyun's Manager speaking..." I answered the call. Mom was still watching me from the dining table as Yuri came out dressed up in her uniform. Mom began to give her food.

"She doesn't get one phone call for herself." Mom was telling Yuri. "It's always 'Kim WoooHyun's manager' speaking. I don't know if she even remembers her own name."

"Yes, Yes, Sir... Or course he will be available. I will check his schedule and call you back." I told the guy who had called to know if Hyun was available to shoot a commercial, and finished tying my shoes and hung up.

"This is why she always fails in dating and the guys left her." Mom snapped. I ignored her, thinking she will shut up eventually anyway. But mom continued. "She won't even give the guys any time. So obviously they will leave... God, How will she ever get married if she is like this?" Mom said. I glared at her.

"What are you staring at? Come eat food before you leave;" She snapped at me.

"I am not hungry," I said irritated. "And I am getting late." I turned to leave. YuRi suddenly ran to me.

"Unni, Unni, Unni..." I stopped. "My tuition fees?" She extended her hands.

"I gave you last week." I had.

"That was for study tuition centre. This is for Art tuition." She said. YuRi has a passion for drawing and takes art classes. She aspires to become a webtoon writer one day.

"Do you really have to go to art classes?" I asked. I still thought it was best for her to focus on her studies more. It was not like anyone can be a successful writer and make money out of that.

"I have to." She said. "And really you look out for it. I am really going to be a successful webtoon writer one day."

"If you say so." I fetched out my purse "It's ₩800000, right?" I asked and found that I only had ₩500000 right then. I handed it to YuRi. "I will give you the rest later."

"Later when?" She asked.

I felt irritated at her tone. I mean...It's not like I am a moving talking ATM machine. "I said I will give later. Have I ever refused to give you fees or something important? Why are you being this stingy...?"

"This girl..." Mom got angry now. "Why are you getting angry at your little sister? Do you feel bad about giving her the money? She is just a kid. She is your little sister."

I turned to mom, totally irritated. "When did I say that I don't want to give her money? Mom, if I stopped giving money, in this house you won't really be eating that breakfast you are eating right now." I was really irritated and pissed.

Since YuRi has started High School the cash going into her studies and tuitions and stuff is not a small amount. Over the years mom's backache has gone so bad that she can't work at all. This house was entirely dependent on my salary. And I was no millionaire. We were still eating food, but we were struggling. And with this Art tuition fee gone, I was not sure how we were going to manage till the end of this month.

I looked down, suddenly overwhelmed with a huge tired feeling. And my gaze fell on my shoes. The shoes were too much worn out. I don't remember the last time I had bought shoes or a piece of cloth for myself. When was the last time I spend money on myself? When was the last time I hung out with a female friend and drank a coffee? I really could not remember...