White Sugar [ON HOLD]

Part 6

Erin

I sneaked in Wonho's room dressed in my own clothes. I looked to check at his sleeping figure.

"Gosh he sleeps naked. Good thing there's a blanket covering down there." I thought to myself.

Well, it was time for me to go to the market place to help my favorite ahjumma so she can give me a bit of salary money.

Wonho

I was dreaming. It was the same scene in the abandoned street near Eya's house. I was inside my 18 year old self and I could see and feel everything so clearly.

"Ah, hyung!" I screamed in pain as one of my bullies pushed me down to a rock where I hit my head.

"YAH!"

There she was. Eya. No, Erin. I finally know she was Erin. She was still 13 years old in my dream.

"What are you doing, hurting a person? If you don't stop, I'll call the authorities! My dad is a policeman!"  She warned them off.

The next thing I knew, my dream was fast-forwarded to the up-close conversation we both had.

"Here... I have first aid, oppa..." She shyly handed out her kit to treat my bleeding head.

"Do they always fight you like that?" she curiously asked.

"What do you even know, kid... We're a gang, okay? I messed up and that's why my hyungs are mad at me." I brushed her off.

"You're bad people?!" She was taken aback.

I gave her a mean glare which seemed to have frightened her up a bit more.

"Don't be scared." I said as I loosened up.

She looked at me and diverted her attention by keeping her head low.

"So.. What's your name?" I asked her.

"Huh? Er-- Eya..." She stuttered.

"Your name." I demanded for the second time.

"It's Erin... But I'm more used to being called Eya, so you can call me that. You, oppa?" She asked.

"Hoseok." I flashed a bright smile and stuck out my hand for her to shake.

She was hesitant but gladly shook it.

"So, is your dad really a policeman? Are you gonna report me now?" I asked.

"That was a lie. And, I don't think I can ever report you. Also... I hope you stay out of your toxic gang and study a bit better." She advised.

"You talk like you know more than I do." I smirked.

She nodded and awkward silence filled up the space.

"You have a boyfriend?" I asked her which seemed to have surprised her.

"How can I at this age? I-- I mean I do like boys and have a several crushes but I can never." She said.

"Ah.. How old are you?" I asked her.

"13, oppa." She said.

"We have a gap of 5 years huh, kid." I smiled.

"Stop calling me a kid." She muttered.

"Oh, are you hitting puberty now?" I teased.

"Yah!" She pretended to be mad.

"EYA!"

Suddenly, someone from her house was already calling on her.

"Ah, I need to get back. Nice to meet you again Hoseok oppa! Make sure we see each other again!" She noted as the sight of her waving goodbye to me became blurry.