;
Jiyong and I got back to our apartment, it look good as new.
I went into my room, and let out a sigh.
"Are you okay sleeping alone tonight?" Jiyong then comes in.
I sit down on my bed, "I might not be home tonight, is that okay?" He kneels down in front of me.
"What are you doing?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him.
"I will be okay," I then stated.
He suddenly stood up, "I will buy breakfast." He says, taking his leave.
"Don't forget there's dance practice for the concert tomorrow." I reminded him.
"Yes, see you tomorrow."
I wonder where is he going...
;
Night falls, and I became paranoid.
I lock all windows and make sure I lock the door.
I called the security guard to watch the CCTVs at all time.
I am so scared and I wish Ji Yong was here. He would hold me, and make me feel safe.
I pick up my phone and dial Seungri's number.
"Noona," he answered.
"Oppa..."
"Why?" He ask.
"I am home alone... Can you come over and accompany me?" I shyly ask.
Seungri laughs, "I will be right over!"
"Bring food!" I quickly added.
"Yes, Noona, see you." He ends the call.
I then noticed the notifications I have.
I click on the tabloid story.
G-Dragon and mysterious girl seen again! This time... Entering a hotel.
My heart skip a beat.
The urge to call was really strong.
But I am only a friend to him.
Who am I to interfere?
;
I then hear footsteps coming from outside.
I turn to the door and watch the lock unlock.
"Noona!" Seungri comes in with bags of food. He closes the door and come over.
"Did you switch on all the lights in the house?" He looks around.
"Yes," I answered honestly and went into the kitchen.
"Hmm," Seungri took out his phone.
I took out four plates and grab chopsticks for the both of us.
I set it on the table and pour out the packet of food.
Seungri places his phone on the table, "Hyung!"
I look over at the caller ID, oh, Jiyong.
"What's wrong?" Jiyong ask, his voice filled with concern.
"Where are you, Hyung?" Seungri ask.
I kept quiet and watch the phone closely.
"I am at Eomma's house, why?"
A lie.
"Oh nothing! Just checking. Remember there's practice tomorrow!" He reminded Jiyong and ended the call.
"He's just at home, let's eat!" He pick up the chopsticks and took a huge bite of the gimbap.
I awkwardly smiled and ate a piece of it.
"Noona," I turn to him.
"I am asking seriously now. It's just you and me." He started off.
"Do you have a crush on Jiyong Hyung?" He raise his right brow at me.
"I do not have a crush on Jiyong Oppa." I stated.
"You do," I playfully answered and chuckled.
Seungri shakes his head at me, "I am serious."
"I do not have a crush on Jiyong Oppa..." I fiddle around with my food.
"Nanun kurul maewoo saranghae." I say in a low, sad tone.
Seungri looks at me with shock.
"Can I speak English for a while?" I ask, and then put my hands under my legs.
Seungri nodded.
"I love him. I really do. But he is not interested in me, in any way."
"Do you understand?" I changed to Korean.
He looks at me blankly and nodded.
I laugh at his expression, "who else knows?" He then ask.
"Youngbae Oppa."
"He found out on his own." I say, remembering the day and his expression.
"It was when we were 13. I wrote this card for Oppa. It was the year that I wanted to confess, because all the years before, I was pretty much anonymous." I started off the story.
"You know Mi Na right? Mi Na... As usual... switched out my cards and Youngbae Oppa got it. So... yeah."
Seungri put his hands to his face, "it's been 8 years."
"Yeah..."
"But it's okay, I got you guys. And I am pretty sure I will find someone soon." I try to change the mood to a happier setting.
But deep down, both of us know... I don't think I can ever let him go.
