Phi Jeans didn't even look at me. She hurriedly picked up the clothes and put them in the machine. I guessed that all of them belonged to Phi Luk Mee.
If I don't try to talk to her, I'll fall into the bipolar state that she's in and never know when it will go away. Even though I didn't cause it or do anything wrong, she might just be moody.
Come on, being a junior doesn't hurt much to talk to her first.
"What's wrong with P'Luk Mee?"
"Sod"
Why does the tone have to be so harsh and displeased?
"So what is wrong with you?"
"This is who I am."
"Where did the person who kissed me yesterday go?"
"Shut up. It's annoying."
P'Jeans looked troubled. She closed the washing machine lid and started setting the timer. I turned to take care of my own things before walking forward, leaning against the washing machine next to the one the other person was using.
"Aren't you being too angry? Who are you angry at and then take it out on me?"
"You still don't know?"
She turned to look at me with a raccusatory look...
"What is it..."
The tall figure emphasized her superiority by slowly walking over and using both arms to prevent me from escaping. What? It was my fault for leaning against the washing machine, completely helpless. P'Jeans's eyes seemed to be burning me to death.
"You, the one who kissed me yesterday, where did you go?"
"Wh... what did you say?"
"Ask yourself, what are you going to do with your senior guy?"
Ha?
Did I do something like that?
I tried to think back on the events of the day, and I realized that I didn't do anything like that. How can you just accuse me of having an affair with a guy? I haven't even hung out with any guys all day today.
Well, except for Phi Ball...
"Oh, or do you mean P'Ball, the one I helped sell stuff with? Actually, he's..."
"He pinched you cheek."
Oh my god, this anger...
"You like him, don't you?"
"I don't like him. P'Ball has a girlfriend."
I hate myself. Why do I have to argue? I hit my head against the wall and my voice cracked. My face and actions were all over the place when I answered the fierce person's question.
"Then that means if he doesn't have a girlfriend, you like him."
"No! I don't like it!"
P'Jeans and I are nothing more than enemies, or like seniors and juniors. But she's not happy about seeing me and P'Ball getting close. Plus, I've denied it to the fullest extent to make her believe me. Is this a crazy relationship that has a name?
"How can I like P'Ball?"
"..."
"Since I like someone like Jeans"
In just a blink, the gaze of the pair of eyes in front of me softened. The beautiful face couldn't continue when it saw the bright smile from the person who was locked in my arms like me. P'Jeans turned her face away and cleared her throat, pretending to be angry.
