It has been almost two weeks since I stayed at aunt's home. Their family was just so nice to me that I love them as if they are my real family. I was having a lunch at the canteen of my school along with Hwayoung and Sora. I look around the canteen while having the strawberry yogurt. Suddenly my eyes caught Yeongju with her friends staring at me as if I was a criminal. Before I could look away, she made a gesture for me to come to her. I look away, refusing her demand.

After a few second, a message came from her, 'or should I go to you? '. I replied, 'maybe you should. ' Not long after that, I heard a footstep and smirked as I saw her standing right beside my chair. "Na Yeongju what do you want? " I said. "Han Yeongju, correction. "she smirked. "you're never related to me so never use your dirty name with my family name." I gritted teeth.

"So, after leaving house you're searching for a rich fake boyfriend for me to be jealous about you? " she chuckled sarcastically. "If it was right, what will you do? " I grinned. "Where did you get him? " she asked with no more a sarcastic smile. "None of your business." I said, looking away. "Bitch, answer me. " she said, pressing her voice while pulling my hair. I winced in pain,"Yeongju, it hurts. "I said as a single tears flows out of my eyes. "Hey, yeongju stop. " Sora stepped in while Hwayoung tried to stop her strong hand. Hwayoung got no idea so she just bite her arms until she left my hair free. "Next time I won't let you go. " she smiled creepily.

Hwayoung and Sora let out a loud sigh. "Seriously what's wrong with her? " Hwayoung said, seriously annoyed. "Right, she has never been thankful to you that you even accept her as a sister. "Sora added shaking her head. "Just let her be guys. She'll stop by herself soon. " I said. "What? Yeoreum-ah, you and her has been living together for about 5 years and look. She won't stop until you did something. You definitely need to do something." Hwayoung said while punching the table.

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After the bell rang, I went out of the school and walked to the bus stop. I waited there for a few minutes before it arrive. When I was about to enter the bus, someone pulled me from behind and forced me to enter the car. I was shocked to see Jihoon out of nowhere. "Why the heck are you here? " I frowned."Mom told me so." he shrugged. "Seriously, why do you have to follow her order. "I mumbled but still can be heard by him. "because she's my mom. "he answered. "Right, you got the point." I said, coming to my sense.

When we arrive home, I went straight to our room as Jihoon goes to his friend's house first. I went towards my mini refrigerator beside my bed, pulling out a bottle of banana milk which was my favourite. I drank it off and opened my closet, grabbing a hoodie with a long trouser. After changing my clothes, I opened my hand phone. Going through my instagram and facebook for a few hours. After finding nothing interesting there, I close it and stare at his bed. He wasn't here yet. Where could he be.

After less than a minute, zoning out in my own world. The door creaked open as his figure caught my eyes. "Why didn't you sleep yet? "he said, putting down his bag on the floor before taking a sit on his bed. "I don't feel like to sleep right now. "I shrugged. "What kind of nonsense was that? "he shook his head slowly.

"Where were you just now? "I asked trying to hold up the conversation. "Friends house. " he answered. "Oh, what were you doing there? "I spat another question. "You don't need to know." he responded. "I want to know." I said. "Hey, do not cross the line. Even if we're in the same room. We're not a friend. "he raises his voice all of a sudden which made me startled. What the heck did I ever do wrong? "I thought we were friend. "I muttered.

"No, never. We can never be friend. You know you have gone over the boundaries." he shot a death glare at me. I gulped, "Why would I want to be your friend anyway? " I said as I felt a hot liquid started to accumulate in my eyes. "Then, don't act like one. "he said making his way to the shower after taking his pajamas from the closet. After that, I decided to calm myself down by closing my eyes and rest my sleepy head.

I blink my eyes for a few times since I can't sleep. I wonder why we can't be friend. Am I too disgusting to even be his friend? I wasn't even wishing to be his girlfriend or something. Ugh, I can't even imagine to be like one. I was just worried about him. That's it. Is it wrong to worry about my friend? Shoot, Han Yeoreum-ssi. Get yourself together. You are not at your home that you can do anything you want. Friend, your ass. As time being, I started to feel sleepy and I started to arrived in my dreamland.

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