My Fairy Tale ||Choi Nam-ra X Fem Reader||

chapter 4

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Na-yeon went back to her seat like nothing happened, clutching the napkin inside her skirts pocket, Then Ms. Park went out the recording room and walk further in Na-yeon's spot.

"Na-yeon, Do you remember your promise?" She asked the girl, Na-yeon only nodded and stood up, A smell of trouble trailing her from the back, walking inside the recording room, And shutting the door behind her, Not too loud— But not too soft.

"She's gonna do something terrible" nam-ra said coldly, Without any glace in my direction, But still sitted a few inches beside me.

"What?" I asked— Dumbfounded.

"She's scheming something bad, I guarantee it" She muttered, Closing her eyes while talking to me, I stared, Her long raven hair sat comfortably by her shoulders, Her head leaning on the wall softly.

"Your really are a beauty" I confessed, not knowing I said it out enough for her to hear.

"What was that?" She asked, Her eyes monolid eyes suddenly opens, Now staring deeply into my souls, I choke on air, My eyes filled nervousness.

Trying ways and words to deny it "Umm no it's nothing— It's gibberish" I turn my head to the side, not wanting her to see my flustered state.

"You said I was beautiful, isn't?" She asked, Asking a very obvious, Perhaps wanting to tease me— But why should she? We barely spoke to eachother and this is the longest we've ever had.

A small smirk tugs into her lips, Lips that had seem like she'd gone through something, It was pale— But somehow still holds me captive.

"Y-yes, You're beautiful, Everybody praises you— And knows it" I said to her truthfully, She turns away, Looks at the wall everyone infront of us.

"You're playing with me" She chuckle with her words, I stiffen, I didn't know that she laugh or even smile.

I started figeting, Shaking my head, Trying to dismiss her point, "No, I assure you that I'm not joking, After all— I have never had the chances to talk to you, Not even once— Even if we're seatmates" I tightened my grip on my skirt, A long pause envelopes our very interesting conversation.

For a while, I started to worry that maybe she finally finds me weird and awkward, That maybe she started to think that I'm giving her words that she never wants to hear, I grit my teeth, Trying to silence my unbearable thoughts.

"I uhm, You know, I have always despised you" She starts, her eyes already glued on her hands, Now she was also fiddling with it.

My mouth hang open, My heart fell into the pit of my stomach, Why? Did I do something wrong? I wanted to vomit, Why does she hate me???

"Why is that?"With a frown and a heavy feeling, I asked her.

"Because you never share a conversation with me, I always waited for you to notice me, always patiently waiting, For you" She said, She still hasn't set her gaze at me, I wanted to speak, I wanted to know on how a woman can make me feel sick and then good as new instantly.