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The Annoying Bestfriend Of My Brother

Of course, my brother brought me to the garage sales. Is there any reason why I do love my brother? NONE. I mean, garage? Come on! My brother has a lot of money and he can buy me clothes in a MALL. Is it hard to go there? No, it isn't cause the mall is freaking walking distance!

Sometimes, I wonder.. Is he really my brother? I curse myself whenever I look at the mirror. He is my brother indeed. His looks are my looks. We are very similar in features but in personality? Na-uh! 

"Choose whatever you want to buy. I'll treat." He said and left me to buy an ice cream. "Well, thanks a lot!" I shouted and rolled my eyes. I looked at the bunch of clothes that are displayed on a clothes rack. (A/N: Is this the english term for sampayan? Help me my fellow Filipinos) They looked nice though, a little wash could fix it. I picked up the clothes that are still in good term. I remember something. Underwear. Of course, I need to buy underwears on a mall. I dropped all the clothes that I picked and went to my brother to tell him that we should go to a mall not here in garage sale.

"What?" He asked, angrily.

"We should buy in a mall. Not here, oppa." I gave my best puppy eyes ever.

"But it's cheaper in here." He insisted.

"But oppa, it's your fault! If you didn't replace your clothes from my clothes then we don't have any problems anymore." I said, nearly crying. Well, I'm just faking it. 

"But..but.. Ugh! Fine! Let's go." He can't resist me. I know. Thanks to my acting skills. 

We are now in Shinsegae Department Store and WOW this place is so big! I wonder how much the company had spent in building this structure. 

"Yah! Hurry up and buy all you want. Just go to the cheaper clothes." He said and I scoffed. I'll buy expensive ones. Let's see who's the winner here, brother. 

Of course, I lose. He helped me in buying clothes and he refused any clothes that I wanted to wear. Well, he really is a fashion designer. He picked me some clothes that are fashionable enough for me. I guess, he's not a bad brother at all but.. I really can't forget what he had done to me. I'll surely remember it for the rest of my life.

"Thank oppa." I said and smiled. "Yeah.. Yeah.. Shut up." He said and I pouted. I just wanted to say thanks. What a rude 'You're welcome'.

"Why did you pick me up some good clothes oppa?" I asked, kinda curious since he really don't care about me.

"Well, I thought that what if my friends saw you wearing ugly clothes? I might destroy my fame because of you." Oh, this selfish guy.. He only thinks of himself. Tch. "Well, thanks again.." I said and decided to shut up. 

"Key?" A guy behind us called my brother. We turned around and saw a mascular guy wearing skinny jeans, black shirt and his face really reminds me of a dinosaur with a mixture of puppy. His eyes we're wonderful though but when I eyed him up and down, he's really.. short. 

"Jjong!" Jjong? Oh, great! I remember him. The goofy old annoying bestfriend of my brother. As much as I hate my brother, I hate this guy the most. He's my mortal enemy. 

"How are you?" Jonghyun asked my brother. Yes, I don't call him oppa. I just hate him so much. Why? Well.. Let's have a flashback, shall we?

FLASHBACK

"Kibummie, catch!" Jonghyun oppa shouted as he threw the ball up in the air. "Ah!" I shouted in pain as the ball hit my crown. "It hurts... Umma.." I cried and cried until my Umma came and asked me why am I crying. 

"What happened, Gwiboonie?" My mother cooed and touched my head. "It hurts, Umma.. Jonghyunnie Oppa threw it to me." I said and he denied the accusations.

"That's not true, Mrs. Kim! Gwiboonie is there and we already warned her to stay away from us since we're playing." He lied. This makes me really mad. Totally mad. "Liar! You're a liar! You told me that I should join since you are only two and the game requires three! I hate you, oppa! I hate you." Well, my brother just stood there and didn't speak at all. I hate him for not defending me. He's really a bad oppa. 

"I'm not a liar, you're the liar!" Jonghyun oppa shouted, pointing his fingers at me. "I am not! Oppa! Kibummie Oppa!" I called my brother and he shook his head. I saw Jonghyun glare at my brother and my brother looked at me. "Gwiboonie's lying, Umma. We already told her to stay away." And that, I cursed my brother. 

"Well, young lady.. It's your fault anyway. Just go to your room and clean up the mess that you'd done. You're not leaving the house until you regret because of your lies." My Umma said and I completely cried. "Appa.. Where are you, appa?" I called and disappointments came to my life. 

Since then, I promised to myself that I will never treat Jonghyun with respect. I hate him. I hate him so much. My brother is not exempted.

END OF FLASHBACK

There, my life became more miserable because of those guys. My life became good after Jonghyun left Daegu to study here in Seoul. But then.. I saw him now... Kill me. I don't want to be with this guy. Ever.