You know that something somewhere is off when you wake up to Vanilla's 'Ice Ice Baby' playing in your head.
That something most likely being my mind.
But it's okay. My mind is something I can never hope to understand, so I rolled with it.
For the whole day, I entertained my housemate with renditions of 'Ice Ice Baby' sung in various versions: opera, ballad, jazz, blues, rock, death metal... yeah.. all sorts of music genres.
It was really fun. Because I was really sleep deprived.
My housemate was really annoyed.
But I stand my what I said earlier. It was fun.
Which was also why, I made it upstairs to my room in fits of laughter, rapping 'Ice Ice Baby' under my breath in falsetto, unlocking the door as I reached the chorus and got the shock of my life when I opened the door.
I can detect people a mile away. And it is my modus operandi to check for presences every time I open my room door.
Because you never know when that cat that passes your window every night after checking you out will actually decide to come inside and actually check you out.
Today, there was someone there. Like literally, right outside my window, hanging out on the fire escape. It looked like a him.
I couldn't see his face because his back was against my window. Oh well... must be someone looking for quiet maybe... I'll just let him be... In the meantime, I will just be quiet and maybe be gracious and give him some peace...
This is a university town, everybody loses it sometimes.
It was that exact moment which my bag decided to fall flat on its face and make noise.
Which made me freeze, and him start and turn around, looking exactly like that cat that passes by my window every night... and someone familiar... and VERY good looking... eyeliner?
Must've been because I looked Asian because next thing you know..."Erm... excuse me! You... you spiking... Korean?"
Oh.
Right.
Well, yes, I do.
But what are you doing so far from the mother ship, fellow Korean? Are you an exchange student?
"Yes, I do. What are you doing outside my window? And are you an exchange student?"
"AH! KOREAN! YOU SPEAK KOREAN!" he excitedly exclaims and grasps at the grille of my window.
"Er... yeah."
"Can I borrow your internet?"
"Erm.. sure... why?"
"I cannot find the wifi... and they are asking for a password...and I need to get back in 30 minutes... if not I will be punished!"
Ah... not a student? Wait what?
"Erm... I could give you my password? Pass me your phone."
"I can't do that. Can you tell it to me?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that... seriously, just pass me your phone..."
"I can't do that. Just tell me the password."
"Ugh... it's too long for you to type, just pass me the phone already."
"No."
"Then you can't go back... because I cannot tell you the password."
He attempts a pout at me. Well, this is new. I haven't seen the homeland brand aegyo for quite some time now. This, no matter how short it falls of the usual standards, still feels like home...
The pout eventually turns into a glare and a partial growl.
Such a puppy this one. An unknown puppy but still... a puppy from the same country....
I hold out my hand for his phone. Puppies don't bite.
He holds it possesively, and glares harder, "You won't exit the page?"
I roll my eyes, "No, I won't. I will just type it in, I promise."
He quickly opens up the page before handing his phone to me.
As I type in the password, I make small talk, "So... what's your name?"
"Oh... it's Ji...Suk. Park Ji Suk. What's yours?"
"Rubi, Korean name, Su An. So how'd you end up outside my window?" I give him his phone back.
He excitedly grabs it and immediately opens up his GPS. Oh.. right...
After that, he makes a phonecall, "Ah Hyung! Can you send me the location for the dorm? I got lost... Okay... See you!"
After which, a beep sounds and he turns to me, "I have to go now. Thank you for your help!"
And then he's gone, running down the fire escape.
Ah wells, this is a university town... strange things happen...
But darn it, he was kinda hot..
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