Rude much.

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"Anyways, what happened that ticked him off to the point of breaking our agreement..?"

I glanced at the floor and slung my bag on her bed. "I walked into the wrong room." I muttered and sprawled out on her bed.

"Exactly what did you see?"

I crossed my arms across my chest suddenly feeling my bad mood. "does it matter?"
"Yes it does."
"I just saw a bunch of guys smoking."

I hear as she hitches her breath.

"By chance does Ravi.. Err.. Have to do with those scary looking guys?" If he does, Im moving away asap before he kills me, or kidnaps me.

"No.. That's our older brother's clique. Its alright, as long as you didn't say anything, or wont say anything." She glances at me anxiety rolling up her sleeves.

I shrugged, "Not my business, not my story to tell."

She nodded and smiled.

"Anyways, Hyuna, why so quiet?" We glance at her staring at the door.

"Y-your brothers back?" Her bottom lip trembled, she bit it, clearly trying to not scream or sob.

"Fuck." Majoon hissed and ran out.

Hyuna patted the spot next to her. I sat next to her suddenly curious why she would feel the need to cry or scream for Majoon's brother.

"Wh-" the door bursts open with Majoon and a bulky man. He had dark hair, tattoo's covering his left arm and his legs from what I could tell. He and Hyuna embraced. Hyuna's sobs were noticeable by now.

"Ohh Eric." She sobbed and pulled back to stare intensely into his eyes. His eyes caught mine.

"Hey! Aren't you the one who walked in--" Majoon took his shoulder and made him look at her.

"Got it handled already, she wont tell, now shut your trap and kiss your long distance girl friend." Majoon pulled me by my sleeve to the living room.

"Isn't Eric a western name?"
She nods. "My dad's American. He moved with dad to Canada for a while, leaving Hyuna in love in the wrong time. So he came back and yea. Mom is Korean though." She fiddled through channels and settled with a gruesome horror movie making me squeal at every pop up.

"UGH WHO'S YELLING LIKE A PUSSY? SHUT UP IM SLEEPING!" The voice rumbled throughout the small home. Majoon giggled and patted my back.

"I have to put up with this." She sighed and turned the tv off. Suddenly the floorboards vibrated.

"Aww here comes Kim Wonshik!" Majoon groaned.
"Why call him Ravi?" I was expecting Majoon to answer. Instead Ravi did himself.

"Because it's cool." He rubbed his eyes and crashed onto the couch next to Majoon.
"And? It makes no sense. Why not Wonshik?" I glance at him.
"Because its cheesy." He turns the tv on.
"Hey wait! I thought you were trying to sleep!" I complain.
"Well your shrieking made me give up, shut up now." He put back on the gruesome movie. I winced and tried to not shriek, especially with Ravi around. Not because he's here, but because of his annoying yells.

Majoon was lost in her phone. I reach over to the table to get mine when Ravi slaps my hand away.

"AHH! Ravi! WHAT THE HECK! I was reaching for my phone you punk!" I rub where my hand was starting to turn red from his slap.
"The movie is on for a reason. Now watch it." He snapped.
"Majoon isn't watching it!" I try reaching again and he slaps my hand again.
"Well she's watched this movie with me thousands of times." He hid my phone under his butt.
"Aren't you guys twins or something? You're in the same grade." I sit back down forgetting about my phone.
"Am I that ugly to look like her?" He hissed. "She was held back." He tried holding his laugh back as he told me.