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It's raining.

The rain is pouring, soaking Jiwon wet who is standing at the side of the road, head hanging low.

The vegetables she bought from the supermarket earlier are now scattered in the streets. The supermarket only uses paper bags, not plastic bags that's why when it started pouring, the vegetables started falling.

She did not know it will rain. If she did, she should've not eaten on that café and just used the money she had left for a cab. But she didn't.

What now?

Jiwon sighed, closing her eyes. The world has been testing her patience lately. It started when she met that man who she hated the most as of the moment.

This is your fault, fuck you Jay!

Perhaps it's the only thing that calms her raging nerves, cursing and blaming the people who she hates— doesn't matter if it has to do something with the circumstances.

If I hadn't met you, my life would be peaceful—argh!

Jiwon stomped her way to the side, sat on the pavement and glared at the vegetables. She doesn't want to pick them up, she's too lazy and frustrated to do so.

Even that supermarket, is it that hard to use plastic bags?

A kid passes by holding an umbrella while looking at her. She glared at the boy.

"What are you looking at! " She snapped, scaring the boy who instantly flew away from the area out of fear.

"Brat. " She whispered, rolling her eyes.

Jiwon doesn't really have a pleasing attitude, she's aware of that. She is the total opposite of her friend, Sora.

If Sora is gentle, Jiwon isn't. If Sora always finds a way to understand people, Jiwon doesn't. She always choose to believe what she sees and feel.

You did her wrong, you are wrong. You wronged her, she will hate all your kinds. Example of that is the whole population of SNU.

A car honked in front of her, snapping her from her trance. She glared to the black bmw who stopped in front of her.

Who the fuck is this? We don't have black cars!

The window rolled down, revealing the least person she wanted to see.

"Jiwon? What are you doing here? "

"Sleeping, what do you think? Are you blind or what! "

Jay didn't faze from her snap. "Hop in, the rain is pouring! Are these yours? "

"Fuck off! " Jiwon didn't move a muscle. She remained sitting on the pavement. She would rather get soaked than be with his presence.

The window rolled up. She thought the man would leave already which she hope he would but after the next seconds, the man gets out of the car with a tote bag.

"The fuck are you doing?! "

Jay started picking the vegetables.

"Get in the car, Jiwon. You'll get sick. You can curse me later, just hop in the car for now. "

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Jiwon didn't know how the man gets her inside his car. Or maybe she did, she just hates it.

"Are you cold? I turned off the ac. "

"Don't talk to me, I hate you. " She spat.

Instead of being offended, Jay let out a chuckle. He shakes his head and played a song to eliminate the silence.

The car started moving.

Jiwon is looking outside, wondering if the man is really kind or he's just pretending to be nice.

Last night, she stalked him. She went to his socials and page of their university and stalked him.

She didn't like what she saw. She didn't like how the man was labeled as 'kindest' amongst the student. Good boy in other words. She didn't like the positive feedbacks towards the man. The only thing she liked though was that one comment stating 'he seems fake'.

All the comments, post, anything related to him is good. It seems like he is really a nice person...

He studies in SNU so bitch no.

But Jiwon couldn't help but to be amazed how chill he was despite her attitude. Despite her treatment to him.

If she's him and met someone like her, he had prolly punched her across the face or hired a hitman to eliminate her....

Jiwon glanced to the man then set her eyes to the dashboard. There she noticed a pack of cigarettes.

Jay, who glanced at her and saw where she's looking at, immediately reached over and took the pack and hid it to the other side.

"It's no't mine. "

"As if I care. " She answered and moved her eyes back to the window.

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