"dude you're like pressing the wrong keys! that is not how you play the piano, stupid"
"𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶."
in which music major mark lee gets involved with baddie rina the ballerina...
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"fancy seeing you here melt!" with a mischievous grin playing on her lips, rina accompanied mark as she settled herself in front of him, interrupting his peaceful enjoyment. without even glancing up, he instinctively recognized rina's presence beside him. amusingly, he continued indulging in his frozen delight, allowing each cold and crispy bite to tickle his taste buds.
"ahhh, such messy, messy boy you are, markiepoo", rina held mark by the chin and wipes the ice cream away from his handsome face. a tingling sensation coursed through mark's body at the unexpected contact, and he raised an intrigued eyebrow in response to rina's shameless move.
she was dressed comfortably in a pyjama set strewn with watermelon slices. wow, just the sight of it made mark's mouth water. the summer heat is killing him, he wanted a big plump watermelon for himself and he is determined.
ignoring the girl, he stood up and went for a stroll, hoping to find the most colossal watermelon imaginable.
as mark distanced himself from rina, her voice followed him, frustration was evident. "yah! shouldn't you be thanking me for wiping the ice cream off your face with my bare fingers?" she exclaimed, pushing her hand close to mark's face, playfully whining about the sticky situation he had inadvertently created.
mark turned his gaze towards rina, irritation growing with each passing second. "as far as i'm concerned, i never asked for your help. you did that to yourself. now, if you'll excuse me," he curtly responded, eager to detach himself from the situation that was beginning to wear thin on his patience.
lost in her own thoughts, rina looked down at her hand, a frown forming on her face. she couldn't help but question why she was putting in so much effort to win mark's favor.
"riri, what the? where have you been", haechan hands her the vanilla cone.
"i... i just had a little encounter with mark," rina replied nonchalantly. she looked down at the vanilla cone in her hand, suddenly losing her appetite.
"oh? i'm surprised he's also here, shouldn't he be like– i don't know– practicing piano right now?", haechan questioned while licking the hard shell off his ice cream.
"never mind it haechie, let's just go somewhere else", rina was quick to change the subject and pushed her brother forward to the several line of clothing stores instead.
♬
the clock reads 5:53 p.m.
"hey mom!" haechan greeted his tired mother with a warm hug.
"hyuck-ah," she whispered affectionately, planting a gentle kiss on the temple of his head. "where's riri?" sohyun inquired, her eyes scanning the room.
"upstairs, she's on a video call with her friends," haechan replied.
"oh, okay. actually, i have something important to tell both of you–"
sohyun settled herself at the coffee table, opening her laptop to scan through some documents, while haechan casually grabbed a banana, beginning to peel it.
"your father and i are going on a business trip to dubai for a whole month," his mother finally revealed.
immediately, haechan's attention was captured by his mother's words. "a whole month? in dubai?" he repeated, his eyes widened.
nodding, sohyun continued, "i've already spoken to mrs. lee and asked if you could stay at their place while we're gone. thankfully, she agreed, and i couldn't be more grateful. i don't want to leave you two alone, especially with the thought of who would cook for both of you."
"to be fair mom, riri's a decent cook," he chimed in. "but staying at the lees' wouldn't be so bad, knowing that mark's going to be there. i'm pretty close with them. but what about rina?" he added.
sohyun's lips tightened in a subtle expression of concern, failing to catch haechan's last sentence. she sighed softly, her thoughts focused on ensuring her children's well-being during their absence.
haechan broke the silence. "when's the flight?" he asked, seeking further details.
"i freaking know right!", haewon shouts on the other line, her feet dangling on the edge of the bed.
"but frankly, i couldn't blame mark for being annoyed", ahyeon pauses– "you were an unwanted company"
"well, thats one harsh way to put it", rina pouts at her friend's honesty. "you could've at least sugar-coated it for the sake of my fragile, sensitive, and already broken, heart yeonie", rina shifts her weight on the duvet, filing her nails rather aggressively.
even she herself admits to being too pushy.
"so i'm thinking", rina mutters while applying a thin coat of cuticle oil on her slender fingers.
her bestfriends' ears perk up at the sudden seriousness in her voice.
"what?", they both said at the same time.
"i give up on love", rina continues.
"WHAT!?"
"i give up on mark", "i don't wanna force him to like me anymore.."
"maybe this would be the right thing for the both of us", rina blinks away her tears.
"–oh gosh i'm sorry if i sounded too emotional, it's just that i'm– i'm really serious with mark and it hurts me to know that this love will never be reciprocated *hiccup* and i don't want to dwell forever in this one-sided love, that's just too *hiccup* sad, i could do better."
"you haven't even confessed to him" says haewon who was curling her bangs while looking at herself in the monitor.
"right", ahyeon could only agree.
"you've liked him since what? 3 years already and you're thinking about giving up now?" ahyeon sighs. she doesn't like seeing rina so sulky. but maybe it really is the best thing for her to do.
♬
"WE'RE STAYING WHERE?"
♬
a/n: i think i like this one more than i do mute wall🥲chapters on mute wall are like a hit or miss imo HOPE U GUYS ARE DOING FABULOUS! X
