MS. INTERPRETER

T W E N T Y - O N E

JI HUN'S POV-

I quickly ran towards Sara and held her hand while I sat across the table. She was still covering her face so that nobody saw her crying.

She sat straight as soon as she felt my touch, wiping her tears. She's got much of a talent for showing nothing happened despite the argument and that she was okay now.

"Sara, It's okay." I whispered while she blinked her eyes several times, "Huh?" She sniffled lightly.

"It's okay, Sara. You can talk to me about-" Her sniffles cut me off, "Don't say that you saw it." She shook her head hoping that I didn't see her crying when I actually did.

"Look, Sara, I didn't mean to but...I" I tried to convince her but she didn't listen, "I got your answer."

"Make sure you don't tell anyone about this." She looked away, avoiding eye contact.

"Don't worry, you can trust-" I gave her words of reassurance when she spoke, "That's what I doubt."

I widened my eyes in surprise at how much faith she had in me.

"Don't tell anyone." She eyed me while I nodded like an obedient kid.

"Act normal. Act normal. You have to start acting normal now." She commanded while I wondered how cold and harsh she was on herself; hiding her emotions just to guard her heart.

"What? Why're you looking at me like that?" She waved before my eyes before the epiphany of staring at her a little too long, made my cheeks heat up.

She skimmed around the huge space quietly while picking up a random drink the waiter kept on our table. "So, um." I hesitated to talk. "Act normal, right?"

"Yes, maybe?" She raised one of brows.

"Oh, My God! You got that talent, girl! I can barely even do that with-" I changed the topic to make her feel better when she made a long face at my bad joke.

"Okay. So...Ummm...Are you okay?" I asked while still observing her body language which didn't give off a good vibe.

"Of course!!" She defended that she was really feeling okay when I knew she clearly wasn't. This wasn't the right to begin the matter I wanted to talk about but my curiosity levels made me do it anyway.

"Ahem. Sara, I-I wanted to ask you something...And..I-" I stuttered. "So, me liking you is fine. Doesn't matter much. But-"

"Do you really not have anything else to talk about?" She asked in despair, already fed up with me.

"No. Please, just this once." I pursed my lips while she relayed no response.

"But...Do you like me Sara?" I continued, "What the fuck?" she almost spat the drink and accidently spilled it on herself.

"You good?" I handed her a tissue while she cleaned up, "Eh. Thanks."

"Do you need to use the restroom?" I reconfirmed if she was really okay after the drink-spill while she agreed. Looking desperate to know her side, I still continued somehow.

"I'm really sorry for doing this again and again. But Sara, do you like me? I mean, do you ever just think about me and feel that I'm the one?" She just gazed at me trying my best to impress her.

"Even if you don't feel so, it's fine." I hesitated to speak, "Do you like being with me? Or does it annoy you or you don't like me at all?"

"Huh?" She choked on the drink, again but thankfully didn't spit it. "Well, isn't that just too much to ask at one time?"