egotistic prince ; deantrbl

[3- affected]

Yumiko's POV

"Are you really Dean's girlfriend? Ha! I don't believe it, you're no where near his level." The girl in front of me said with disgust.

The smile I had completely vanished. I'm at work, trying to get orders politely and quietly.

Yumiko, it's not worth it.

"If you're not going to get anything, please move aside so that other costumers may get their drinks. Thank you." I still said politely. I'm at work, I need to do my job.

"Ha! Do you know who I am?!"

The other customers started whispering. Fuck it.

"No I don't. I'm not interested. Now please leave." I gritted my teeth.

"Wow. A stupid coffee shop worker and a hopeless, talentless 5 years trainee is telling me to leave? Who the hell do you think you are?" She's taunting me.

I clenched my fist.

Hopeless.

Talentless.

"Stop. Leave."

"Why? Isn't it true? I even heard your company is contemplating on whether or not they should cut you off. You're a hopeless case. You don't deserve to get associated with Dean! You're dragging him down! You really think you can follow him in this industry?! Stop with your delusions and leave him alone." She warned.

"Yumiko! Talk to your friend outside, you're both interrupting other customers!" The manager shouted. I bowed politely and gestured the girl to follow me.

She was waiting outside with her arms folded, she looked at me from head to toe and tsk'ed.

"Leave Dean alone." She warned.

I gritted my teeth, she seems like she's younger than me.

"Kid, I don't have time to argue with you. I'm busy with my work, I'm sorry to break it up to you but even if I leave Hyuk he wouldn't go after someone who's obsessive like you."

"Hyuk? Who are you to call him by his real name? You really think you're something? Soon enough Dean will get rid of you. You're dragging him down! Do you know how he rejected the offer in L.A because of you?! Are you preventing him from achieveing his dreams because you can't achieve yours?! Ya! Wake up! He's not going to choose you over his career! You selfish, talenteless and hopeless bitch!" She shouted as she scratched my arm and pushed me.

My eyes widened in shock as I clenched my knuckles in anger.

I glared at her, she was glaring back at me. I pointed at her.

"You're crossing the line! You don't know me! You hav--"

"I don't! And no one will ever know! You're a burden to Dean and his career! You're never going to be up to his level!" She shouted again and she scratched the side of my face.

I held her arm tightly. I'm beyond annoyed and angered.

"If you lay another fucking finger on me again, I swear to God I'm going to break your arm. Don't make me call the police, this is harassment."

She smirked at me.

"Call the police all you want. I'm not scared, my father owns a record label. We can buy you and your family. I'm not threatened by you. You're nothing."

She's getting under my skin.

"Why don't you just go back to California? That's where your family lives right? Why don't you just go back there, you're never going to be successful here. Rot there." She added.