Hellish Love

CHAPTER 3 : [3]

Throwing my bag on the floor, I plopped my body on my bed. I ate too much before getting fetched by the driver who I think was a bit frustrated due to impatience. No, there is nothing too much for me, since I will still go down to eat for dinner later on. My body relaxes quickly on the soft mattress as I had a lot of things to carry on our way back. Not that Kim Taehyung did not want to help because the things he had is doubled, compared to mine.

The treat of mine happened to be in the nearest place with food, which was the mall. I did pay for everything. I cannot hinder myself from pulling him to go shopping because it is definitely calling for me. He did not pull away either, hence the conclusion of him wanting to give me company. Or he is aware that he will also pick an item, then I will pay. I mean he was not wrong too. Sometimes, I compensate the time of people beside me, with money.

Yeah, I suddenly remembered that there is one thing I hate in regards to that man. He loves money. Not being a hypocrite, I also do, yet I am positive that he is more desperate. The gap in our social status explains a lot, or am I just too wealthy? He might do literally everything in exchange of gold. Guess I finally returned to being a total man-hater. Although other than that, I am alright with him. I only need to be alarmed everytime I get carried away.

"Why did I even agree to go out?" He grunted, his whole upper limbs are numb, "Even your driver is getting a bit impatient today, do not you think? From the principal's office, then right now. He must be paid that well to be waiting for years."

"I need to buy first! You do not want to know how it got stained earlier in the morning." I did not care that he is practically showing his arm that is a bit red because of strings of bags biting against it. Plus, most of those bags are his, therefore it is really his responsibility to carry it. I could only focus on one thing that I must get right at this moment for the day awaiting tomorrow. I cannot let anyone see these shoes for the second time. It is already dusty which makes it lame.

As I went further to the options, it became more difficult to choose. Plain white, plain black, all are stylish designed. How can I choose from these? I would have to come back often to get everything, filling the shoe rack inside my room. In this rate, I must buy a shoe rack as well. But, not now. Maybe if my driver comes inside too. Ignoring the price tags with the whining behind me, I continued to look for a unique pair.

Something that will not be dirty once stepped on. In that case, white is off the list and black is at its top with gray or brown.

"Yeah, Kim Jisoo, the new student and Jackson Wang, right?" I glanced at him, confused. I believe he came late to school today. I did not see his ass in the first class we had together. "It became the talk of the campus as well as your drama with Park Sooyoung. Their vulgar mouths function faster there than in class."

He shook his mazard when he saw my grin. I could not stop the happiness that floods in my system, almost forgetting about the shoes. First day and I am already the topic, hot topic, of the town. I am popular. Just the way I planned it to be. "How could I forget? Of course words fly faster than birds and there are a lot of ears waiting."

"And those flying words that happened to reach my ears are how the Park Chaeyoung is being a try-hard bully-"

"What?!" I raised my tone. My jolliness vanished in an instant while my wide beam reversed into a deep frown. Who the- Park Chaeyoung is not a try-hard. I can do things successfully without the need of any hard work or effort, excluding academics. Scratch that, I am that confident in that area, removing some subjects from the menu. I can have those people kneeling down, polishing my shoes, without my command. Their parents, I can have their businesses failing, by talking to my parents and they will end up in the same place. Roads. That is surely not trying hard.