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00 : Start (You Look Like My Past Lover)


[ NISHIMURA MIU ]


"Why are you giving me well-done? I told you I prefer medium rare! Are you stupid?!" I gritted my teeth as I held the knife tightly. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, "I hate dumb people. Don't ever show your face to me again. You're fired!"


I pointed the chef with my index finger. He just kept on bowing, "I-I apologize, Young Lady Miu. I haven't-"


"Shut up and leave." I calmly said and signaled him to get out of the dining hall. He swallowed hard before bowing again as he quickly went out of the place.


I arched my brow before taking a sip of my green tea. I glanced at the housemaids who were lining up on my side, waiting for their turns to serve me.


"I want fresh chopped fruits." The moment I said that, the maid who was in the front line immediately nodded as she left the dining hall and went to the kitchen.


"H-here's your fresh chopped fruits, Young Lady..." I smirked when the maid went back swiftly with a plate on her hands. It didn't even take a minute?


Well, I like this girl.


However, my smirk immediately faded when I saw a chopped pineapple on the plate.


I hate pineapples.


I clenched my jaw and gave her a death glare, "Are you kidding me?"


Her lips trembled as she gave Ms. Cha, the head housemaid, a help-me-look. Ms. Cha cleared her throat and grabbed the girl's arm before bowing to me, "I would like to apologize, Young Lady. This girl right here has still a lot of things to learn."


I let out a sarcastic chuckle, "Ms. Cha. You know how I hate-"


"Dumb people. Yes, Young Lady. I am well aware of that."


I exhaled and glared at the maid who gave me the chopped fruits, "Show your stupidity in front of me again, or else..."


The girl bit her lower lip and nodded. I scoffed when I saw a tear gushing down on her face. Who said she's allowed to cry in front of me?


Ms. Cha must have sense my displeasement again so she quickly grabbed the girl as they went outside the dining hall.


"Your temper, Miu. It's early in the morning."


I gave Riki, who just arrived, a disbelief look, "Says someone who also has a bad temper. Who are you kidding?"


He clicked his tongue and sat down on the chair. I raised a brow when I realized something, "I heard the university has an event today. What do you call it again?"


Riki just shrugged his shoulders while munching a bread, "The hell I care."


I twitched my lips and continued sipping my tea. After that, I stood up as another maid handed me my bag. I then fixed my beret and walked outside.


The chauffeur opened the limousine's door. I gasped when Riki walked past me and went inside the car first, "Brat." I muttered.


He just gave me a teasing smile. I rolled my eyes before getting inside the car. We sat on the opposite side.


When we arrived at the university, I roamed my eyes around the place and noticed that a lot of booths are already constructed.


My vision stopped at a booth which looks like a cafe. I arched my brow and looked behind me, making sure if the people inside that booth were really staring at me, or I am just being delusional.


However, there's no one behind me.


Were they looking at me, then?


Riki tapped my shoulder, signaling me to start walking so I just nodded. But before that, I gazed upon the guy who was intensely staring at me.


Despair, sorrow, and longing...


I can see all of those in his eyes.


I SIGHED and looked at the mirror. I turned on the faucet and washed my hands. It's already lunch break and I am currently in the restroom to retouch.


I almost jumped when the door closed harshly, creating a loud thud inside the whole restroom.


I frowned and was about to educate whoever this bitch is, however, I didn't expect a guy to show up.


Wait a minute.


This is the guy who was staring at me earlier.


I creased my forehead, "Pervert! What are you doing here?!"


My heart almost skipped a beat when he swiftly walked towards me, he then suddenly pulled me into a hug. My eyes widened as my entire body froze, refusing to process the situation, "I missed you."


"Kwon Nara..."

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