They Don't Know About Us: Reset

|14|•best buddy•

The D-day. She was fixing herself, putting up some lipstick in front of the mirror. Needs to be pretty in front of her boyfriend today. She's happy. Very happy to know the fact that they already reached this point in life.

Despite of the problems going on still they are here now, celebrating their monthsary. She run down the stairs wearing her shoes and there she met Mr. Cold.

"Are you going now?" asked by the man, munching his chips. "Yes I am! and thank you last night, it would be a great day today. Bye! See you later." she says and left like a lighting leaving him there baffled. A 30 seconds talk they had, it was great!

Calling out for a taxi, she was running fast for she needs to prepare something in his office first, before he comes. Slight nervous, because of the thought that he might be there first than her, which will ruin her plan.

She run fast and entered the elevator. She already told his secretary about it and glad she was allowed.

She sighed, finally arrived in front of the door. She fixed herself, her hair and put once again a lipstick. "Hoping he's not here.." she mumbles slowly opening the door knob. It cracks open and saw a person. "shit. please tell me its not him." she cries and peeked on who it was sitting on the couch.

The person moves a little and it causes her to quickly hide and closed the door, leaving a loud thud.

"aISHH! it's ruined now.. he saw me!" she babbles leaning her back at the door. Her nervousness was visible through jelly legs and eyes. For sure it was a wrong move.

"Eotteoke now?! jinjja, im so clumsy. What if he's re--"

"Waaahhhh"

"Nice catch!"

--it felt magical, when the person inside opened the door and caught her landing on his arms--

"Eoh.. o-oppa" she stuttered.

"You really fall hard to me Joy." the person tells and crashed his lips unto her. Flustered with his act. She wasn't prepared at all. And she isn't liking the way he surprised her with a kiss at all, because he's—

"Shit. you smell alcohol oppa!" she pulls away and hit him on the arm. "Ouch!" " Why did you drink eoh! look at this empty cans. Geez, Oppa!"

She really hated the fact that he's over drinking without her permission.

She fixed the messy couch in his office. His empty cans of alcohol scattering and the paper works in his desk, sighs, this wasn't supposed to be her plan. Scolding him and telling him to clean up, as he was sitting over the corner watching her this upset and complaining. "Aigoo.. oppa! you could just call me if there's any problem, why bother drinking too much eoh!" She rants as he keeps quiet.

In fact his dying to speak his side also. "Honestly, you couldn't get the answer in just drinking oppa. You should text me or--"

"Just shut up Joy!" he raised his voice at her.

Silence. Both of them looking into each other, definitely a not good atmosphere.

"Really?" she said in an upset tone, "Okay, I'm sorry.." he softly said and approached her, held her hands yet she spanked it away.

"I know you are.." she responded. getting her bag and the box of cake she ought to give. "Im sorry also, you're drunk. We cant talk it out today, just text me if your sober enough." her last words before the door shuts.

He's doom. She's crying.

Walking in this sunny afternoon, looking like a mess. It wasn't a happy day at all. It wasn't a happy monthsary to be specific.