MS. INTERPRETER

T W E N T Y - F O U R

SARA'S POV- 

"Should I go? Or I shouldn't?"

"Or should I go?" I looked at myself in the mirror this nineteenth time in the last hour and finally decided to go to the gym and meet whosoever that mystery person was; I wanted to find out the reason why he or she wanted to see me.

Did I do something wrong?

Or. Wait.

Was that about last night?

Did someone see Ye jun mess with whatever shit he did last night and wanted a bribe so he or she could shut up and not telecast it somewhere?

Aish.

Who was he?????

Or she.

...

I opened the clean glass doors which led to the gym. There was nobody around and I figured that if the boys were done with the gym, they would be hanging out somewhere.

I looked at the clock dial on my phone. Three minutes had already past seven. Where was that mystery person? It was getting late and boring, I had to sleep too!

An amazing idea entered my mind when my gaze fell on a luxurious couch there. "Perfect!" I lay down and dozed off a little until that mystery person showed up.

After a few minutes or so, I heard faint sounds of metals banging against each other. I slowly rose from the couch to see what it exactly was and to my surprise, there was yet no one in the gym except this one man pulling weights.

The way he was lifting and dropping the weights would've made him feel like an action hero for sure. I moved further towards him and identified who he was as soon as my eyes fell on his muscular back.

"Ye jun?" He dropped the weight and turned back as soon as he recognized my voice.

"Sara?" He wiped the sweat off his forehead with a white towel. "Why are you here?" I rubbed my sleepy eyes.

"I must ask this! Why are you here?" He was never gonna change. That rude-ass.

"Are you keeping a watch on me or something? I didn't see you earlier and now you pop out of nowhere." He blurted in one breath.

Maybe he already had hangover soup earlier because he seemed to be so into his senses that he was practically shouting; again. Rude. Ass.

"I am not. I was just sleeping on the couch in the corner. That's why-" Wait. There was no freaking reason for me to give him any clarifications. Did he even apologize for arguing with me last night? No. Actually he owed me an explanation. But knowing that he wouldn't ever do that, I came straight to the point.

"What is the matter? Come on, tell me quickly so that I can sleep later." I spat.

"What matter?" He acted confused as hell; clearly deserving an Oscar.

"Oh, wow. Play pretend, huh? You call me in the gym first and then ask ME 'what matter?' " I narrowed my eyes.

"What are you talking about, Sara?" He asked, totally baffled at that point.

"Really? Stop pretending that you didn't slip the note under my phone an-" I got cut off by him. "So, you received a note too?"

"What do you mean 'me too'?" I asked, intrigued at whatever game that was.

"Someone slid this note under my phone!" He hesitantly took out a small yellow note similar to mine; uust the meeting time on it was different.

"Woahh! What's really the matter now?" I wondered who called both Ye jun and me to the gym and at different timings. What was really cooking up?