𝟶𝟻-✨

120 2 0
                                    

-𝟷𝟹:𝟹𝟶-
I'm on a weekend and my mom won't be here on this weekend because she wanted to spend it with an aunt of mine. Apparently I'm too much of a dissipated child and if she stays with me a few more days she'll "have a heart attack" she says.

But that's fine with me because I don't love my mother more than that. Ok she carried me nine months in her belly, but the way she treats me pushes to prove that I was not wanted.

About yesterday, Tae had taken me home but luckily my mother was not there.
My mom scolded me as usual because I didn't come home after school and because I skipped some more classes, but after I confessed to Tae, yes he forced me to do it to make me feel better and to be honest it's true that I feel a little bit better.

However I asked him not to say anything to anyone about what happened yesterday.

But anyway I get up and I have a little craving for Korean food, so I go to wash and dress.

I then take a small black bag with all my personal stuff in it and now direction the Korean restaurant

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I then take a small black bag with all my personal stuff in it and now direction the Korean restaurant.

-𝟷𝟹:𝟺𝟻-
I finally arrived and to tell you the truth the restaurant is neither too close nor too far from my place so it's fine. I go to the counter to order what I would like to eat.

- Oh Fabiola, are you okay? It's been a long time since we've seen each other! said the owner of the restaurant.

You see, there are customers who come to a restaurant for respite or because it's closer to where they are and there are customers who are borderline subscribers to the restaurant. And I'm the one who is a subscriber to the restaurant.

- Oh sorry, I just... wasn't feeling well... I said, scratching the back of my neck.

- Were you sick or something?

- I... uh...

- Hi, can I order with her please?

- Oh Yoon-Tae? Are you ok?

- I'm great. How about you?

- I'm great thanks, but tell me... do you two know each other?

- Yes, we go to the same high school. Then answers Tae.

- Okay, well, I'll be away for just two seconds and I'm all yours.

Then he goes to the back of the kitchen.

- W-What are you doing here? I asked Tae.

- I came to eat like you.

This guy is really too cold, it's crazy.

- So... he said, putting his hands in his pockets. Are you eating Korean food today?

- Yes, and you too, I see...

- It's a little bit what I eat every day but... I prefer to come here from time to time. He said with a slight smile.

- You have a nice smile...

- What?

Wait, did I just say that out loud? Shame on me!

- I mean uh-

- Now, what do you want to eat today?

Yes ! My savior !

We order everything we want to eat and it's time to pay. I take out my money, but Tae gets ahead of me.

- So how much is it? Asks Yoon-Tae.

- It's 25 dollars for both.

- Okay...

Tae passes the 25 dollars and I look at him with wide eyes.

- But why didn't you let me do half and half with you? I say, putting my fists on my hips.

- What? Are you going to scold me... mom... he says while being a few inches away from my face.

If I had been lighter skinned I think I would have turned red as a tomato.
I know I sound like a girl who has a crush on him, but he's really really good looking up close, but like really really good looking...

Well get a grip on yourself there!
.
We are currently sitting at the same table and we started to eat.

- How do you feel since yesterday? He asks me while eating his noodles.

- I'm fine... I answer with my head down.

He puts down his chopsticks and encourages me to raise my head by lifting my chin.

- No, really, how do you feel?

- Well... I'm not at my best either, but I'm doing better compared to the other days...

- That's good to hear.

- But... can I know why you care so much about me? I mean you're still the boyfriend of the one who makes me feel miserable and you're also part of her group of friends.

- Well I agree with all the arguments you just made. It's true that there are many things that could lead you to believe that I don't care about you either, but it's not the case Fabiola...

My heart misses a beat, it's the first time someone from my high school has called me by my first name.

- It's true that I hang out with the wrong people, but I'm not like them...

- But...

I hesitate a bit to ask him this question.

- "But?"

- No, never mind.

- No, go ahead and say what you had to say.

- Well... don't take this the wrong way but... why are you dating Claudia?

He puts his chopsticks on the table and puts his elbows on the table.
No I think he took my question the wrong way!

~🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋~

𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝙼𝚢 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕, 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢... {ENG} Where stories live. Discover now