Chaeyoung living in a dream where she finally tickles the ivories, strum a guitar, play with a melody all day long. That kind of freedom is Park Chaeyoung absolute life. But deep inside Chaeyoung's goal is to holding so tight her gift of a soft hear...
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Chaeyoung strum her guitar and think about a right melody to begin. Mark decided to prepare the take out he bought to here while seeing Chaeyoung with her focus face and her ear get close to the guitar. He think she's adorable.
"You know i have the melody right?" Mark said from the kitchen. "Yeah, but i want to try make one for myself, i never touch the guitar since i come to New York and become a teacher. . . like play a real song. All i do is writing a children song with recorder, flute, and maracas. I even try a bongo yesterday, it looks ridiculous." She complained. Mark just laugh hear her rant.
"Yeah, i tried it once and Mrs. Carlson the math teacher got angry of how loud i am in class because all she can heard was noises, it doesn't even make a rhyme." They both chuckle to imagine how Mrs. Carlson angry because she's a scary woman.
Mark bring two plates of spicy chicken sandwich and grilled chicken club from Chick-fill-A. "Here, eat first, brainstorming later." He sit across her while put a sauce into his plate. Chaeyoung put down her guitar on a couch and start to eat with him.
"So, were you telling Jimin that i am here asking a help from you?" Chaeyoung stop eating and widen her eyes. This question again. Damn you Jimin and all sweet gesture around everyone close to her!
"Uhm, i-i-i don't tell him. Why should i?" She said try to be cool and denial. "Wouldn't he be jealous? If i have a girlfriend that has a guy friend visit her apartment even just for a favor i would be mad." He said. "Should i tell him to make it comfortable? If he mind this, i will leave immediately, we can do it in school."
"NO!" She hold his hand that try to let out his phone to ask for Jimin's number. Mark is little bit scare by her move, he can see her horror eyes when he initiate this.
"Wh-why?" He stuttered.
"Because. . . Uhm, because." She try to think an excuse. But, after a second she think again why try to make an excuse? For how long will she be living in his shadow? So she take a deep breath and sigh loudly.
"He's not my boyfriend." She confessed. "Oh, he's not? I thought he is since you said nothing and he like introduce him as one." He said nonchalantly.
"It's complicated." She chuckle awkwardly.
But Mark just chuckle while continue eating his meal. "He seems like so into you, and you got a little shy with blushes on your cheeks when you're with him, why you don't accept him?" He said.
"He did? i don't think so, he just being nice, he even can't accept the fact to take thing slow with me. He has this vision where we're moving in together and soon enough we'll be getting married. It's odd since a guy like that is rare and i found it cringe." She start rambling on and on.
"Then, why you give him a chance?", "No, i don't" Mark laugh even more disbelieved he witness a girl being denial, ninety percent denials are men, but he guess she just one of few.
