my unexpected love. | gyuricky

03┊misunderstanding

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

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If he can call his driver to get him, I guess he has like a mansion or something. Would studying in there make it even more awkward with the silence and all? Or would it be nice to have all the space. I don't really need much space to study though.. I'm probably just overthinking this all.

Or.. maybe he is a bad boy like I said before! He could murder me tonight and I wouldn't even know this is my last day to live! I could even-

"..Qyubing?" I heard Ricky call my name. I mean, his made up name.

We were in the car now, driving to his house. Or, mansion. The car was quite big, but it was so cold. I only had my light sweater since I forgot my jacket at home today.

"Um.. yeah?" I replied , not looking at him.

"We're here now." He says and gets up. His driver soon opened the door for me and I got up too.

"This is your house..?" I said, slightly surprised.

It was bigger than I imagined. I looked at the driveway and noticed there were no cars. Are we gonna be alone? I mean I would guess he has maids or something, so not technically.

"Come in." He opened the large entrance door for me as I nodded and went inside.

The inside was as pretty as the outside. Beautiful artworks everywhere, a lot of plants growing and a bifurcated staircase.

"Follow me, we'll go upstairs." Ricky said softly as I nodded.

Soon after, we were in what looked like his room. I looked around a bit. There was a pretty chandelier in the middle of the room. Towards one end, there was a big desk filled with.. canvases? There were a lot of paintbrushes and supplies too. I guess his hobby is art?

Before I could ask anything, he told me to come sit down by his other desk which was much more neater and had two chairs for us to sit. I sat down, putting my bag beside me.

"So, we should-" I started but I heard somebody opening the door.

"Would you like anything to drink or eat?" I heard a maid ask as I turned around.

Ricky looked at me. "Want anything? I have everything basically." He said in a way that didn't seem like he was showing off at all.

"Um.. sure! I'll have a cola then." He softly smiled, "one cola and some chips." He said to the waitress. She nodded and left right after.

"So.. you have maids? How many?" I asked not really thinking, "not to be nosy.." I mumbled after.

He laughed very quietly. "I have.. about five or six. I don't really know honestly." He seemed like he was zoning out just a little bit.

My eyebrows raised. "six?.." I mutter.

That's quite a lot. Why would you even need six maids? Shouldn't you just have like one or two? I mean, you would just ask one maid to do everything. Then the get paid a lot. That's really stupid. But I guess it's their rules.

A few minutes passed before I heard the door open again. "Here you go, sir." The maid came up to the desk and handed us the drink and chips. I thanked her and she left soon after.

"So it was.. math. Right?" Ricky asked me. "Yeah.." I replied, getting my math book from my bag. He started to search in his bag.

After a few seconds, he grumbled and stopped looking. "I think I left my math book at school.." He said quietly.