The Iron Princess P.5

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Hayoon pouts and gets her bag during the end of the class. She and stood in front of Heeyoung.

"I thought Wednesday is your only family day. How come you're ditching me today?" She said as she frowned even more and crossed her arm on her chest.


"Huh? Who says I'm ditching you." Heeyoung was already getting ready to go. "Are we leaving?"


"Seokju texted me that I should go home without you. He'll pick you up." Hayoon furrowed her brows and then smiled mischievously at her friend. "Maybe it's a date but he's too shy to ask you out."


"How did he get your number anyway?" Heeyoung said as she wears her cap.

"I don't know I assumed you're the one who gave it to him.— and no, you're not wearing a baseball cap today. Wait." She said and took a chair and sat in front of her. "Close your eyes."


"Why?"

"Because bitch I said so!" Hayoon said. "If you'll tell me to close my eyes and jump, I'll do it so please, trust me bitch."


"Why are you calling me bitch?"


"Because you're my bitch. Heeyoung! Just please."


I closed it briefly and I heard some clacking sounds. Hayoon is putting something on my face. "You can open your eyes but don't punch me or something."



Hayoon began to brush hair and smile at her with a hair clip between her teeth. She reminds her of her Aunty Jiwoo whenever she visited in Busan. Deep inside she wishes to have a sister, her mom usually kept to herself and they never really bonded growing up because she was busy with her bakery.


"Wait 'til he sees you." Hayoon said. "Let's go."


When Seokju saw her, he took a double take to ensure that it was really her. When she wave her hand, he smiled while shaking his head.


"Why?"


"You caught me off guard."


"Why are you here?"


"I wanna say sorry. For pissing you off that day. Taewon actually told me that. He said that if I will piss you off, you'll tell me your thoughts."


"If that's all, I'm not mad. I—I'll catch Hayoon." Although, Heeyoung waited for a while.

Seokju chuckled. "I can't stop looking at you. Why am I like this— anyway— You want a cup of coffee or tea or—"


"Maybe we should go home instead." Heeyoung said.


"Are you kidding?"


"No?"


"I'm asking you out for a date. So, we'll you go out with me?"

Heeyoung put some of her hair behind her ears and swallowed. "You wanna date me?"


"Yes."


"Why?"


"Why not?"


"You like Hayoon."


"I don't. She's hot though."


"I'm not hot."


"But I like you." Seokju said quickly. "This isn't exactly easy for me but—"

Then Seokju grabbed Heeyoung and kiss her. His lips coaxing her to do the same. Slowly, Heeyoung hands held on tight on his back. "You like me, too right? I can see it in your eyes — unless you look at Taewon the same way. Do you like that asshole?"



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