First Sight (Jungkook & IU fanfic) [REVISING]

First Sight 47 - Worse

IU's POV

I hurriedly walk through the main lobby of SM Condominium in the Morning the next day. I already told Ms. Sulli that I am out. As I saunter through the marble glass at this galantic foyer, I try to hide my face, someone would recognize me, just like someone recognized me in newspapers back when the news blasted. I darted through the main lobby until I reach the elevator and pressed the 10th floor. As the door closes in front of me, I see my reflection in the mirror.

There are the most annoying things I see in myself, dark round spots under my eyes, thin chapped lips made a firm line, my straight long brown hair down my chest wasn't that perfect anymore, my bangs slowly tingled above my eyes so I have to move them sideways. I am wearing a stripped pullover, a skinny jeans, and a pair of sneakers. These are what a teacher musn't have inside a class. They must appear decently and lovingly so they could attract students attention for them to mentor students properly.

As the elevator lifts up, I feel tensed, my hands are sweating like I came from a good run. I recited again what to say when I meet my mother. This bundle of fibers that I earned already transmitted to my brain and body. I try to be relaxed as soon as I walk in the door of my unit.

Minho is the only problem, hard to deal with this guy. He keeps on intruding on my decisions and what I plan to have.

When the elevator *tings* open on the 10th floor, the door slid open, my heart beat a little when I caught a glimpse of Krystal happily conversing to a tall guy while she grips on his arms. She was really a slut, after she tried to tinker with Jungkook, now she is after another guy. Anger boils up at me for a few seconds. She's such a party girl. I dashed out form the elevator not making an eye contact on either both of them. In a split of seconds, I hid at the nearest side corner of the corridor. I lean my body at the surface of a wall waiting for them to be gone.

I heard a clank of heels coming its way here. I hope Krystal wouldn't glance at this direction. More sweats and I can hear my own heart beating as fast as a cheetah. I skittered a little... I heard Krystal manifest loudly. I thought she already leapt off the elevator. If she knew that I am in the condominium, she might try to threaten me, or maybe provoke me into fight. She is one of my least favorite people. It still aches me that she kissed Jungkook in front of hundreds of audiences to prove that they were into each other. I don't like to see any of that again.

I heard her company asked her if she wants to go somewhere else which she replies to it and so I heard the clank of her heels going farther from where I stood. I felt a little comfort and breathing freely.

As I continue to amble, I found my condo then ring the doorbell.

The door is opened....

My tears streamed down my face when she hit my face bristly.

I grip on my bruised left face. This will absolutely put a red mark later.

My mother stared with fuming eyes.

I was surprised on the impact. My mom will never slap any of her children. She has features of a caring and loving mother that everyone adored. It was like I'm a carbon copy of hers, but younger. She's simple, she only wore light blue jeans and her gray riffle blouse. Her hair is in a low ponytail.

"Eomma!!!" my dongsaeng, Daniel, vaulted from somewhere, clasp our mother's shoulder. He glance at my face then at her. "What did you just do?" he snapped out. He was wearing a brown tone bomber jacket paired with a plain white shirt and khaki jeans that suits his personality. His hair down to his eyes but he swipes them sideways.

She remained statue looking at me. "She deserved it," her voice stern and rough.

"Eomma," I cried out taking few steps inside my unit. "Can we just talk about it?" I hurriedly close the door behind us.