Me: Haneul? Are you okay? I'm sorry for my members just now 😂
Haneul ❣️: I'm okay, just a bit embarrassing. Who is that guy? I've never seen him at school before.
Me: Oh, his name is Daniel, Kang Daniel. He's not a student hahaha. He's our senior in basketball.
Haneul ❣️: I think he doesn't quite like me 😅
Me: What? No, I think he's okay.. but maybe he's just suprised 🤣
Haneul ❣️: Oh, got to go! Minho is calling for me, have a good night!
Me: Okay, see you soon!
I put down my phone and stare at my bedroom ceiling. I sigh and sit up. I walk out from my room and go to the kitchen. I call out for Mr. Kim from the communication system. I hit the call button and he immediately answers me.
"Good evening Mr. Park. What can I help you with?" He asks politely.
"Can you buy me some foods? I'm craving some black bean noodles and japchae," I laugh while saying that.
"Okay, sir. I'll get them as soon as possible for you," He says brightly.
"Oh.. and buy something for yourself too. It's on me," I say and he stops for a while. "Hello?" I ask again.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Sure, I'll make sure to buy something for myself," He stutters and ends the call.
I sit on the comfy sofa and turn on the tv. I keep on changing the channels but I can't find something interesting. I take my phone from my bed and turn on the recorded programs on the tv in my bedroom. I open the 'Goblin' folder and start with the first episode.
~ 15 Minutes Later ~
I was getting sleepy but immediately freshen up when I heard the bell ring. I run downstairs and open the door.
"This is the foods you asked me just now," Mr. Kim smiles at me. He is holding two plastic bag and I take both of them inside.
"But, one of them is my food," He says in a low voice.
"Yeah, I know. Get in," I say and he freezes.
"Why?" He asks but immediately covers his mouth. "I'm sorry for questioning you," He says again and takes off his shoes.
"Wear those." I say while pointing to the cotton slippers beside the door. He hesitates at first and then wears the slipper.
I open the plastic container and lay them out on the table. I take the chopsticks and hand it to him. I start to eat my food but Mr. Kim looks at me without any movements.
"Eat," I say while munching on my black bean noodles.
"Okay," He picks up the chopsticks and cracks them into two. He eats his foods shyly.
"Why are you suddenly so nice to me?" He suddenly asks and I stop my action.
"I don't know.. maybe it had been too long since I don't have anyone to eat with me," I say while laughing. "Please be comfortable," I say while flasing a smile to him.
"You've been different since you brought that girl here," I look at him who is having a fatherly-smile on his face.
I smile at him without saying anything. "See, you're already smiling even I didn't mention her name," He says again and pats my shoulder.
"I don't have any comments," I say and he laughs.
"I know you will take care of her.. you're like my son ever since 5 years ago. I'm sorry if I haven't done my best in taking care of you just like your father asked for.." He looks at me with a teary eyes.
"No.. you've done very well.. it's just, it's just me. I'm the one who never respect you as anyone older.. one that I know that you are my father's assistant.. Well, now you was. I'm sorry," I say while looking at my empty food container.
"I'm sure we will both do better from now on," He suddenly says to cheer me up.
"From now on, you can enter this house anytime you want.. you can eat here if you want to," I say while looking up at him.
"Really?" He asks happily. I nod and he stands up from his chair to bow 90° angle to me. I laugh and ask him to sit back.
I watch him eat but he caught me. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He laughs while shoving foods in his mouth.
"It's just.. reminds me of him. I know now why my father loved you so much," I say take my container to the dustbin.
"Can I sleep here, today? I mean on the couch is fine.. it's too cold back at the warehouse," He says as I was about to get into my room.
"Of course.. I'll go get some blankets and pillow," I walk upstairs and take a couple of fluffy blanket and some pillows. I head downstairs and put it on the big couch.
"I think the small one will be enough," He says after he throw the rubbish.
"Your back could get hurt.. good night," I say and walk to my room without wanting to hear his explanation. I take my phone and scroll down some information from the SNS. I get bored after some time so I start to daydream while looking upward.
Should I study? Should I call Haneul? No! Haneul must have been studying right now.. but I want to meet her.. what about texting her?
I take my phone and search for Haneul's phone number. I look at her info and her last time online was 7:45 in the evening. I look at my watch and it is now 9 nearly 10 in the evening. Forget it.
I throw my phone on my bed and I walk to my study desk. I lay out a few of my homework on my desk and look at them. I bump my head a few times on the desk. Why am I so lazy.. maybe someone was meant to not study? And that someone would always be me.
~ The Next Morning ~
I arrive school a little late so someone has already taken my seat.
"I'm sorry, but that's his place," I heard a guy in front of the girl who sit on my place says. I walk pass my used-to-be-seat and sit at the back of class.
The teacher comes in and I can't focus as I couldn't see well with the distance between me and the white board. Isn't Haneul coming? I ask myself and there she is! She burst in the class, sweating like a lunatic. I wave at her and she immediately walks to the back to sit next to me. What happened?
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