NINE - The Lady Who Works in the Hardware

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[SHIN'S POV]

SAKURA : <Where are you? Let's have some party tonight.>

The message from our groupchat popped up when I opened my account. Oh c'mon, shit down. Do these people know how much I hate crowded places and noisy ones?

Ah, I remember. They don't know me. They are just virtual friends I have met in the SNS group, Otaku World: Sakura, Robin, Miyaka, Hikari and me, as L.

ME : <Home. Party people suck. My answer is N.O.>

ROBIN : <N.O.?>

ME : <No Offense>

MIYAKA : <It's only for tonight!>

HIKARI : <We want to see you! Don't you want to see us?>

ME : <I have a hair like a guy's haircut, pale skin, chinita eyes>

SAKURA : <Ah jinjja. We're tired of imagining you>

ME : <I will get tired when I go. You, enjoy.>

ROBIN : <Talking and being with people is tiring to you? Gosh, L.>

ME : <No. I just easily get tired and I really need to recharge whenever I do so.>

ROBIN : <You've never been in a party anyway.>

ME : <I've been. My cousin is my first dance. I was the muse and that was the best nightmare ever.>

MIYAKA : <I thought you're lesbian.>

ME : <Bitch, I'm boyish not until I met someone who turned me into a la|

"Shin, you buy nails in the Hardware! I need to finish your bookshelf today!" my Father yelled from my room.

"Sure!" I yelled back.

ME : <I have to do something. Chat you later guys. Bye!>

I called a taxi and went in the Hardware to buy nails my Father will be using for my bookshelf. My Father is a flexible one. He can do all sort of works like carpentry, farming, fishing, etc.

"Good morning, Miss. What can I do for you?" the lady asked.

I WAS SURPRISED.

7 Years Ago

"Ya, there is a girl near the sari-sari store where I buy my snacks," Yoongi said while eating his churros. "I wonder how rich that sari-sari store to sell churros."

"Exactly where?"

"Hardwhere," he joked.

"Funny," I sarcastically replied. I know I have no right to feel jealous or what but I am afraid. I am afraid that that girl would steal him from me.

"Ya, is she pretty like me?" I asked with the tone of not trying to be too obvious.

"Why would you ask 'like me' when you're not even pretty?"

"Get. Out. Of. My. Sight."

"Miss?"

"Ah, nails. I want to buy some nails," I pulled back.

I know she knows me. She knows I know her. She tried to assist me inside but I ignored her. I just hate snakes.

I find my way inside and look for the nails my Father asked me when a familiar voice reached my ears.

"G-good morning. Uh, may I ask where I could see the doorknobs you have?"

I wasn't wrong. It was him.

The lady smiled. "This way, Sir."

My inner goddess nags at me that it was really the same girl Yoongi saw seven years ago. To be honest, she looks so prettier than before. He followed her while leading the way. But, does he even need to be assisted? Oh my god.

"Miss, did we meet before?" he asked. Wait, is he trying to start a conversation with her because no, I won't let him do that! I need to do something!

"Didn't we? You look familiar to me, too" she queried back. "I wonder —"

"Oppa..." I uttered, loud enough to be heard.

He looked at my direction with a surprised face. I don't know if it's because he saw me. Or because out of the blue, I called him 'Oppa'. Or maybe just a stimulus. Yeah, that sounds sad but I pulled myself in and approached them.

"What brought you here?" me, pretending that we're okay.

"Why do you care? This is not your own place in the first place anyway," he answered rudely. The lady chuckled.

"I didn't even say this is my own place. I'm just asking 'cause as much as I am aware, I have the right to do so," I replied, emphasizing the words 'I have the right.'

"My friend broke our doorknob so I am buying a new one."

He said 'a new one' but he actually bought two. Pabo.

He picked up the doorknobs and paid to the cashier. I was at his back and you know what? He didn't even try to let me pay first. What a gentleman, right? I am so pissed!

"To where direction you are heading to?" he suddenly asked as soon as we leave the Hardware. Why? Why is he asking? Is he going to give me a ride home like he used before?

I showed him my prettiest smile and replied, "To the right. The distance is shorter on this way."

"Okay. I am heading my way to the left," he said and left me there smoking in embarrassment.

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