Proven Wrong

Chapter 3

"I knew it!" My heart jumped, I could practically feel it in my ear.

A week had passed since my last encounter with Minjeong. We had a silly but very delicious pancake dinner together, I found out that she really does, can cook. We had some small talk here and there, but mostly silence. Comfortable ones. After making sure that she was in good enough condition to walk, and none of the earlier tears anymore, I helped her close the shop again and get a taxi. The next day, I came to make sure that she wasn't in trouble for all the commotion the night before, then I came again to make sure it didn't happen the day after. Then the day after and the day after that.

I wasn't making excuses, I just shouldn't let her be in trouble because it was partly my fault.

Or who knew, maybe, these days would be the day I found Nichkhun here since he was back from the supposed business trip. I couldn't just give up right?

Now that my plan befriending the culprit herself was working properly, this could be the biggest advantage. She was buying a nicely behaved Jimin as her friend so easily, it wasn't that I was being nice to her to really be her friend.

So, on Friday morning, I thought it wouldn't hurt to spend time in the Coffee Shop, both to get my assignment done and watched in case it would be the day Nichkhun visited Little Miss blueberry cheesecake here. And maybe get the cheesecake along with it.

Ryujin's sudden appearance was not on my plan.

Still coming down from the shock that Ryujin's yell caused, I stood up to her eye level, well taller than hers to look down on her while she was looming over the table. "What is wrong with you? You could've spilled the coffee on my papers!"

"How could you? After you told me you're not gonna do it?" she snapped again, with a face full of rage that I could never take seriously, since it was coming from her.

I frowned at her, still pissed about the yelling. "What are you on about?"

She straightened up, "Don't even, you told me you were not gonna hit on Minjeong!" she whispered while looking back over her shoulder.

"You're ridiculous." I rolled my eyes and sat back down on the booth. "I am not hitting on Minjeong." She took the seat across to mine uninvitedly while I busied myself with arranging the paper on my table.

"You've been spending your time here everyday!" she snorted, "At first I didn't mind it because you were scowling if not frowning and you never talked to her, I thought you were just here for the cakes, then you started with the smile, the grinning, those silly little talks then you started calling her by her name!"

"I don't know what you're talking about." I pretended to read the first sentences on each paper, refusing to meet her eyes.

"You're guilty, I know you are." She whispered again. "I'm gonna ask Hyunjin if he knows anything."

I looked up at her daring face, "He doesn't know anything."

"So there is something then?" She narrowed her blue eyes at my quick answer.

"Oh my God." I sighed in defeat. "Ryujin I'll say it again, you're being ridiculous." I dropped the papers out of my hands to point out that I was starting to get irritated. "I am just making friends, it's a friendly friend, you said it yourself, I am allergic to all that romance stuff."

"That's exactly why I think you're flirting with her. You were disinterested at the start, then you saw her and got all curious, then you showed up all the time with a murderous face, then all of sudden, you're brighter than the winter sun itself coming here everyday purposely to meet the woman, it is a perfect enemy to lover plot!"