Underground Rapper || WINNER Mino

Chapter Eleven:

I get a random text from Bada asking if I want to hang out today. After asking my parents, I agree to meet up at her house to hang out for the day. I get dressed, grab my purse and phone, and walk to Bada's house.

She lets me in, I take off my shoes and we go up to her room. The two of us plop down onto Bada's bed. "So, how are you doing?" Bada asks. She moves some hair out of her face.

"I am good," I say. "How about you?"

"I'm good as well. Has anything happen between you and Kyung-oppa?" Her phone goes off, she picks it up and answers the text.

"We went out yesterday to eat some black bean noodles." I move my hair out of my face.

"Just you two? Alone? Like on a date?" She gets closer to me. Bada drops her phone and picks up my hand. Her face come pretty close to mine.

I feel my face heat up. "Y-yeah," I stutter.

"What happened?" Bada grabs my other hand. "Tell me everything!"

I go through the events from yesterday's lunch with Kyung. "Then he took me home."

Bada loosens her grip on my hands and stares me dead in the eyes. "Do you still believe that he doesn't like you?"

"He only did that because Ji-ho-oppa asked him to," I state. "So, do you like anyone?" I stare back at her.

Her eyes flicker away from me to her phone for a moment. "Yeah, but you don't know who he is," she says. Bada gets off her bed. "Do you want to make cookies?"

"O-okay." I stand up and we go downstairs to the kitchen. We begin to grab everything to make cookies. I know Bada pretty well that when she looked away from me earlier she was saying that she's talking to someone and it's pretty serious. "Can you tell me a little bit about him?" I ask, as I mix up the dough.

"Um, sure." Bada thinks about it for a minute. "He's nice and respectful. He also has a young sister that he really cares for him." We spray a trays with butter and then we start to put balls of cookie dough on the tray.

"How old are they?" I wonder. Bada puts the trays in the oven as I set a timer for eight minutes.

"He's older than us and his younger sister is our age." Bada crosses her arms. She is acting really weird all of sudden.

"Okay, what else can you tell me about him?"

"Um." Bada starts to play with the hem of her shirt. "He's in college."

"Nice, can't wait to meet him." She whispers something under he breath. "What?" I look to her.

"Nothing." She smiles as she comes over to me and hugs me. I hug her back all confused.

Why is she acting extremely weird? I don't understand why.

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Bada has started to hang out with me more, that's not a bad thing it's just that she isn't over during the week like Kyung. She comes over to my house after school and wants to look through some baby pictures of Ji-seok, Ji-ho and I when we were children.

"This was the first time all three of us went to the zoo. Ji-ho-oppa apparently he would cry if I wasn't in his view, so Ji-seok-oppa took it upon himself to make sure he never left my side," I say.

"That's adorable," Bada gushes.

I nod my head as we continue to look throw the pictures. "This is my favorite picture of the three of us." I point to the three of us in front of the nearby playground – Ji-seok was about ten, Ji-ho was about eight and I was seven – Ji-seok is giving my a piggyback ride as Ji-ho is pouting.

"Ji-seok-oppa is such a sweet older brother, isn't he?" Bada brushes her hair behind her ear. She studies this picture with a smile on her light pink lips.

"He's always nice to me, but Ji-ho-oppa and him fight I won't say all the time, but the some of the time. Ji-ho-oppa was slightly glad when Ji-seok-oppa moved out."

"Did they really?" Bada looks at me and then back to the photos. "Who's this?" She points to a picture.

I glance at the picture, it's a picture of Ji-ho, Kyung and I asleep in the same bed. "It's Ji-ho-oppa, Kyung-oppa and I asleep in the same bed. I had a bad dream that night and didn't want to disturbed my parents, so I went into his room. I asked if I could sleep in there, they said yes, so I fell asleep in between them," I say.

"That's so cute!" She pinches my cheek. "You still don't think Kyung-oppa likes you?" I nod my head and flip the page. "Why do you think that?"

"Because he's my brother's friend and he probably views me as a little sister," I explain.

"He took you out to get ice cream after kimbap was thrown at you, he paid for your lunch the other day, he walks you home when your brother isn't going home with you and he wants to help you with your anxiety." Bada grabs my shoulders. "You need to tell him how you feel!" She lightly shakes me.

"Bada, p-please stop shaking me." She stops and I stare at her. "I don't want my feelings to be rejected, anyway I like it where we are."

"You blush every time he touches you," she points out.

"I blush at everything," I rebuttal.

She looks down at the photo album. "Who's this?" She points to this new born picture.

I glance at it. "That's Ji-seok-oppa."

"I have to send this to him," she says. Bada pulls out her phone and takes a picture of the picture. I watch as she sends him the picture.

"Why? Why are you talking to him?" I ask. Something in me doesn't like that.

"I want to make fun of him," she says.

I glance at the picture and then at Bada. "O-okay," I stutter.

Why is she talking to my brother?