I looked around in awe as I walked upstairs slowly savoring in the sight. I realized I was in front of a pink room door with a painting of a white tree with long branches. The woman squealed as she opened the door and I gasped. It was beautiful, so beautiful I was speechless. There was a pink office table with a large desktop and printer, a huge pink bed with matching dressers and a lace veil. I pulled it across to see stuffed animals and I smiled at them. They were so cute. "Oh you don't like it?" I looked up at Seung Jo's mom and shook my head with happy tears in my eyes. "I just can't believe it. Since my mom died when I was young I wasn't the girliest. I had a lot of cute clothes that I picked sometimes but I never had a beautiful room like this. Thank you." She began to cry happily and hugged me. "I knew your mom and I loved her spirit. We were pen pals, that's actually how she knew about your dad somewhat. I introduced them. She was my best friend." I smiled at her, "Is it okay if I call you omoni?" She basically let the floodgates open as she hugged me. I heard a thump and I looked up to see Seung Jo with my bags. "Oh!" I said wiping my face as I walked towards him. I thought he was in bed. "You didn't have to do that!" He glared at me, "I didn't want to. I'm just a good host. Just don't forget your place. My brother and I are cramped with his large drawer and bed." I tilted my head. "The house is huge?" He pinched his nose and looked at his mom before looking down at me, "Understand this. We are family. We can't run to the other side of the house to save my brother if something happens. Or you cook." I glared at him and turned my head, "Whatever. Just know that I am not like those Korean silent types, 'kay?" He sighed and walked out.
Omoni patted my shoulder and giggled, "Wanna see some pictures of him as a kid?" I nodded excitedly.A big black dusty book was the first thing I saw as Omoni came back. "Wow. Why is it dusty?" She shrugged smiling before sitting next to me on the bed. As we looked through I realized three things.
1. Seung Jo was cute.
2. Seung Jo is a prodigy in all aspects.
3. Seung Jo is handsome.But really I knew all of those things for a while now. All of a sudden near the end of the book a pretty girl began to appear. I looked at Omoni curiously and said, "Who's that?" She smirked before pointing to the picture of the girl with a mic in her hands on stage. "She's special. Look closer." I looked closer and tilted my head before gasping. "No way!" Omoni nodded, "It's our secret okay? He doesn't want anyone to know. To him these are burnt." I nodded slowly and she practically beamed at me. She pulled out the photo and gave it to me. "Keep this as payment." I nodded and smiled at it. He was so cute. What happened to him?
The birds are chirping loudly. I think it's morning. I yawned loudly sitting up in the bed looking around in confusion. Where am I? I stood up walking lightly to the door opening it. I gasped in shock as Seung Jo looked down at me. "What are you doing? Baka. Go wash up." I looked at him in confusion as he walked away. What's a baka? It's not korean.
After showering I pulled on my uniform. It was just like before and I was glad. I walked downstairs to breakfast and froze at the sight of Seung Jo eating. He really is handsome all the time. I walked to the table slowly and sat down. Seung Jo flipped the newspaper and I poured a bowl of cornflakes and watched him eat. He ate fruit cubes and jelly and buns. He was human. His eyes flickered up to mines and I made a noise in the back of my throat looking down. What is happening to bold me? Did he turn me into a shy Korean girl? I cleared my throat looking at Omoni and smiled, "I'm sorry but where's my school from here? I've never lived around here before." Omoni patted my cheeks and laughed, "Don't worry, relax dear. Adul, carry her to school please." My eyes widened and I shook my head and Omoni laughed. He closed the paper before standing up and walking out the kitchen. Omoni walked over to me before taking the half eaten bowl out of my hands. I frowned and she pointed to the door, "Hurry up before he leaves!" I groaned standing up before slinging my bag on my shoulder running outside. Seung Jo was already on his bike and I ran to him, "Can I go with you?"
I gripped you Seung Jo's shirt tightly as he rode down the small hill quickly. As he slowed down he groaned, "You can let go now." I gasped before putting my hands on my skirt. All of a sudden baby Seung Jo came to my mind and I began to laugh. He glanced behind him and I laughed harder. The bike suddenly stopped and I squealed holding onto Seung Jo's waist. "What was that for?!" He stood up and my hands fell off his waist. I looked at him and he motioned for me to get up so I blinked before bursting out in laughter. "Hya! If you're going to be stupid do it someplace away from me." I nodded before getting up and beginning to walk down the sidewalk and Seung Jo beg to ride past me before stopping and looking at me. "What?" He grabbed my shoulder and leaned down to my face, "Sit on the bike." I gulped softly as I slowly sat down. Okay?
A few good feet from school the bike stopped and I looked at him curiously. "Why?" He scoffed getting off the bike before pushing my forehead, "Baka. We can't be seen together. You already invaded my space." I rolled my eyes, "Whatever. Bike boy I see my friends." I jogged forward waving, "Minnie! Chicki ahhh!" I stumbled over a rock falling down and my friends gasped running over as girlie boy laughed at me. Ugh. I sneered at him. Ugly.
Lunch time. I can do this. I walked towards Seung Jo's table and tapped his shoulder. He looked up at me mid laugh before frowning, "What do you want?" I sighed leaning towards his ears, "I have a proposition for you." He looked at me, glaring, "What baka?" I rolled my eyes, "I'll tell baby Seung Jo hey. Or would everyone like to?" He looked up at me before pulling me away. Step 1 complete.
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Accidental Kisses.
Ficção Adolescente(My version of Playful Kiss and all the others just Americanized even though I'm not American.) Hailey 'Honey' 'Ha Ni ' Oh is known by everyone. She messes with the school uniform, ditches international club and drives fancy cars and bikes. She's k...