Secret Love Affair (MaxTul)

Day-9 Winner until defeated!

I stayed at home with Farm. Farm kept on whining to take him to where my sister was having fun with Korn but I was not in the mood to see my guy with my own sister. I wish I was dating him in her place, then it'd have been so easy to be with him. I wouldn't have to be here in home plotting with my asshole best friend dying over my ugly sister whom I hate as much as South Korea hates North Korea.
"Do you think they might've kissed already?"
Farm asked me when I was about to kill a fucking dragon in the game that I was winning each and everyday unless at that moment when I lose for the very first time. I shifted my eyes from the game to his as fiercely as I could, if my eyes were sword then it could have pierced right through this heart killing him only in seconds. Unfortunately, it wasn't. And he was alive.
"I don't know."
I replied holding my anger.
"They're together for about a month now. Though I've never seen them to kiss in front of us but there is no guarantee that they don't do that behind our back."
Though, I was not interested in his nonsense but whatever he said make sense. I mean Korn and I kissed and nobody knew that, and now even if they both did, none of us will ever know.
"What do we do then?"
It was hard to control my curiosity at that very moment.
"Pleyn is your sister right? Why don't you ask her?"
Farm said it pretty easily but it was not easy as that. I mean she was not his sister but mine. I knew her well, though not for a long, but for long enough to assume that she won't be telling me even if they did kiss.
"She won't tell me!"
I yelled out.
"Chill man, it's alright if she doesn't. I'm just asking you if that's okay!"
"I'm already chilled."
"I can see that."
"Stop raging me and put forward the idea you have!"
He laughed like a maniac without suggesting anything anymore.

But my mind was into the storm now, no matter what I couldn't keep calm. Every time I tried to busy myself into something, my mind was preoccupied with the thought of my sister kissing the guy I like.

In the dinner table dad was talking about stock market which I have yet to understand. I decided to study science instead of business as it was something deep in my blood, no matter how big a scientist I may become in the near future I will still understand business. It was something I inherit from my ancestors. Moreover, even if I fail to become a scientist I will still have my father's share of the business transferred to my name without much effort. Only if my sister doesn't want a portion.
It seems like everything I want, she wants it too. No matter if it's a piece of tofu or an actual dick.

"Should I get you some more?"
My mom asked as I was eating super fast staring right into my bowl, coiled into my thoughts.
"Sure, I need some corn..."
Pleyn's eyes were now fixed at me with the name of his boyfriend on my mouth. I stared right into her with an intentional devilish smile on my face. Albeit my actual intention was to ask for some corn soup but I decided to play with her when she reacted on it.
"Corn.. corn...corn soup! Please, mum!"
"Alright, son."
My mum gave me a warm smile as she served me a bowl full of corn soup.
"The corn soup is delicious, mum."
I uttered rejecting the fact of how bland it tasted.
She again glared at me and this time it was an extreme one, like the one a dog gives when a random little kid throws something on its direction. Though it doesn't hurt the dog still the dog ends up hating the kid and waste a few barks on the kid to scare the shit out of him.
My sister wasn't barking yet but she left the dinner table all of a sudden without finishing her food.
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After dinner I went to my room where I challenged Farm in the game. I was on the verge of winning after endless attempt when somebody just banged on my door.
"Who is it?"
I asked simultaneously playing the game, without giving a fuck about who was behind the fucking door.
The banging sound continued for about 30 more seconds and I lost due to my lack of concentration. I throw my phone on the couch and rushed towards the door with a mind full of anger and hatred for the person who was responsible for my defeat.
Not to my utter surprise it was Pleyn, standing right in front of me. Her hands crossed and a mean look reflecting on her face.
"What is it?"
"Let me get in."
"Nope" that was what I was about to say but then I realized how good the opportunity was to get her alone to ask what Farm insisted me to ask in the morning.
"Yeah, sure! Get in. Just feel at your own room."
I said as calmly as I could.
Her expression couldn't get any meaner but she managed to get in somehow without saying a word.
She took a sit on the couch and took my phone in her hands,
"What are you playing?"
"None of your concern," I uttered under my breath.
"What?"
"Nothing."
She took a look at my room for a few minutes and remained mute in the meanwhile. It was not her fault but every single person visiting my room inspected in the same manner.
"Why are you her?"
I asked when I couldn't hold it any longer.
"What was that?"
She said.
"What?"
"During dinner? Why were mentioning Korn all the time."
"I meant corn soup I swear. It's cool that you have a freaking hot boyfriend who was unfortunately Korn but it just doesn't change the fact that there are other corns in the world as well. Don't forget corn came first!!"
"Not so funny."
She retorted, not buying my meaningful speech.
"Don't say that again,"
She said as she stood up probably to leave.
"Pleyn, wait!"
"Now what ?"
"I need to ask you something."
"Go ahead, I'm not deaf!"
"Have you ever kissed Korn?"
"Why do you want to know."
Because I like him and I want to be the only person to do that to him. Only if I could say that to her.
"One of my friend likes you like hell, and he wants to know."
"Well, in that case tell him to ask Korn."
"Why don't you tell me?"
"I don't want to!"
And then she left.
Somewhere in my mind I was aware of the fact that she would never confess but my heart told me to take a chance. Even if there was no chance.
But I am Knock. Knock the great and I hate the smell of losing. So I already have a plan B in mind!