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Chapter 4

           

Jimin's point of view :

My blood is boiling as I watch Jungkook leave.

What's wrong with him? I know he doesn't like having someone here but it doesn't mean he can say whatever he pleases!

He knows how much I care about Eun Ji. She's not just some girl who spent the night here.

I look at my friend as she forces a smile on her face.

"Let's eat before it gets cold." she tells me.

She takes a sip of coffee and walks away.

"Where are you going?" I ask her.

She answers without facing me: "I'm just going to change. I'll be back in a minute; start before me."

It pains me seeing her like this..

I play with my chopsticks, remembering the old times.

My parents and I had just moved back to South Korea after 10 years living in New York.

I had no real memory of Seoul; only what my mom had told me along with family pictures from an old photo album that I had seen.

I was only three years old when we left for the U.S. My father had the opportunity to grow his business by working in a branch of the firm in New York. My mom didn't want us to live separately so we all packed our bags before getting on the plane leading us to a completely different new life.

And the truth is I got used to that life. I loved my school, I had my friends and I was even part of a dance crew. We used to meet after school and dance at the studio or hang out at each other's house.

It always ended the same way, gathered in the living room playing videos games and eating snacks.

I still remember the day my dad told me we had to move back.

We were having dinner and he just broke the news as if it was nothing.

I always knew our stay there was only temporary but I thought I would have more time.

"I don't understand... I always have straight A's and I always do as I am told. Why are you punishing me?!"

"It's not a punishment. You can see it as a new adventure." My mum said smiling.

"I haven't even finished junior high!"

"There are a lot of great schools in Seoul." She adds.

"But, the year isn't over yet. What about my dance crew? I don't want to leave them, they need me!"

"Jimin! Don't be so childish! You know how important work is. Running a company isn't something to be taken lightly. You will soon understand when it's your turn to take my place." My father said in a calm yet severe tone.

"Please father, I'll do whatever you want me to. I'll be an even better son. Don't make me abandon what I have here. Please...I."

"Enough! You will do indeed as I say! We leave in three days, I already called the school to have your student file transferred to the one you will be attended to in Seoul. Start getting your things ready."

I look at him with anger: "I will never take your place! If this is being in charge I don't want it! EVER!" I left the table and ran to lock myself in my room.

I went one last time to the dance studio and said goodbye to all my friends.

When we arrived to South Korea my mom tried to make me feel better by saying that we were back in the house I grew up in; but I didn't remember it, or maybe I just didn't want to.

I settled all my things in my new room and went outside to have a look at the neighborhood.

I was wandering around, my hands in my pockets, when I heard a noise.

I went to check what it was and I saw a girl, probably my age, kicking the wall of one of the house.

"Ahhh jinjja!!! I hate you! I hate you! I hate all of you!" she was shouting still kicking.

She fell and I wanted to go help her but I didn't want to scare her off; plus she looked pretty upset already.

She stood up while removing the dust from her dress, put her arms up and started turning on herself while laughing and looking at the sky.

She then started singing still looking up while turning faster.

She truly was beautiful.

When she stopped, she had trouble finding her balance and fell again.

I couldn't hold my laugh.

The girl heard it and looked towards the noise which scared me. I ran away until I reached my house.

The next day I was starting school. I hardly had time to acclimate myself. Luckily I was fluent in Korean. That was the only language allowed at home, my parents didn't want me to lose my mother tongue.

The principal of the school spent the morning explaining things to me and showing me around.

During lunch time I decided to go outside get some air. I already had enough of being here. I walked to the back of the school yard until there was no one. I was going to lie down on the grass but I saw someone not far from me. I walked closer and my eyes grew bigger. The same girl I saw the day before was facing me, sitting against the tree, with her eyes closed.

My heart started beating fast; I wasn't expecting to see her; not so soon.

I thought about a way of starting the conversation. Something that wouldn't make me appear weird. I noticed she had her earphones on so I decided to go with that and I asked her what she was listening to.

Her voice was so sweet and I immediately felt at ease with her. She made me want to be myself again. The cheerful boy who loved laughing, dancing and hanging out.

Still, it didn't change what I thought about my dad and taking over the company. I was working yes, but not as much as I used to. It showed on my grades. There wasn't a big change. My grades were still good; just not as good. My parents noticed and blamed it on Eun Ji. For them it could only be the fault of the girl whose father was a failure. I hated when they talked about her like this. It only made me want to be with her even more and that's what I did. We started hanging out together all the time, until the day she announced me she had to move away. I didn't really want to show it to her, knowing she already had a lot to deal with, but I didn't take the news good. I was both sad, of losing my best friend, and angry, frustrated that I couldn't tell her how I felt about her.

I interrupt my journey in memory land, when I hear Eun Ji's voice.

"You didn't eat?" she asked with a gentle smile on her face.

"Err... No, I was waiting for you."

"You didn't have to." she says while sitting next to me.

We eat in silence for a moment when I ask the question that had been burning my lips: "Eun Ji..."

"Hum?"

"...Do you like Jungkook?"

She doesn't answer right away which leaves us with an uncomfortable silence.

"Why are you asking me this?" she finally says.

I shrug my shoulders: "I don't know, just like that... So?"

I can see her face turning red.

"I don't know why you would ask me that. Does it look like I like him?" she says tapping her glass with her index finger.

I sigh: "Forget it..."

I put my plates and my mug in the sink and walk to the door to grab my coat.

I look at her; she's still sitting looking at her plate.

"Are you coming?"