"Jungkook, how do I look?" I entered the living hall of our house and did a courtesy with my dress.
Our family was invited to Jungkook's older cousin's wedding and I was excited since I finally got to wear my favourite dress. The dress was black with pink floral patterns printed onto a soft fabric. The dress reached to my knees and had two under layers to make the dress appear fluffy at the bottom.
"You look pretty." He didn't even bother to look up from his phone as he sat on the couch.
"Seriously?" I sighed.
"Yup!" The boy still didn't look at me.
"One can clearly see you have never had a sister or girlfriend before. No experience with girls before. Such a pity, Jeon." I smiled in truimph when he finally looked up from his phone.
"What did you say?" He arched his eyebrow at me.
"Nothing, nothing~"
"For your information, I have had girlfriends before."
"Oh, that's nice. Tell me about them."
"Eh? Um...-"
"Save it, Jeon." I laughed. "Poor baby hasn't even gotten a girlfriend." I cooed.
"Shut up. Go away, I don't want to see you and ugly dress." I gasped at what he said. How dare this prick insult my beautiful dress? The dress looks even better than his shitty face!
"Oh my God, Jeon! You did not!"
"Stop calling me Jeon! Call me oppa and you yourself are a Jeon!"
"Yeah, yeah!" I left the hall and went to the best person who can punish him for insulting my beautiful dress.
"Papa, Jungkook called me ugly and fat." I complained in a fake whiny voice. A little sugar coating of lies does the trick.
