Forbidden: A Tale Untold (JenLisa)

Part 4 - Trove

"Yah!! Longdarisa! Come in! Come in." I heard Jisoo Kim's voice from inside the apartment. To be honest, her English accent was pretty funny and cute.

The professor actually asked me to come by today to help carry a very important box towards the office. Since the whole top floor were our offices, my boss, Miss Roseanne Park, actually prepared one specified room for the professor. It was about interpreting and studying a very important artifacts or something. It was equipped with the latest computers, the fastest internet, a few hard-to-get limited edition historical related books - courtesy of Miss Park's connection from high places - and some miscellaneous stationery for safe keeping the documents or so.

Longdarisa? What the..

I opened the unlock door and presented myself in. I knocked on their door earlier and was asked for identification and I told them it was me. That was when I received the overtly friendly shout from inside the apartment.

The apartment was nice, posh and clean. Well, except for their stuffs that was scattered around. Not messy, just showing that the apartment was occupied. Coming in, lost on what to do, I just stood awkwardly by the door.  I saw the friendly PA first, with pajama still on, she was slumped on a chair in the dining room slurping on a full cup of Thai ramen accompanied with self-brought kimchi on the side. In the living room, the oldest Kim was perched on a couch busy changing the channels. She stopped on a show about Thai traditional dances and she seems fascinated about it. A feeling of somewhat proud greeted me. The younger Kim was nowhere to be found though and I was actually secretly anticipating her. It was just something about her eyes and the way she looks at people that enthralled you.

"What are you doing just standing there? Come here sit." The PA gestured to me.

Nodding, I just walk soundlessly towards her after having greeted the oldest Kim and sat next to the PA. Still looking around for the presence of the cat-eyed beauty, the PA notices and followed my line of views. When her eyes catches mine, she smirked, a knowing smile shown on her face.

"Yah!!! Jendeuk! Your cute photographer is looking for you!" She shouted again, now in Korean.

What's with her and shouting anyway?

I have no idea what she was saying but I heard a muffled 'I'm coming' from inside one of the room. So, probably the PA was calling for the professor. Not knowing what to say, I just sat silently.

"So..... thanks for last night. You really have a gifted skill. Your pictures looked like we just came out of photo shoot. Jennie particularly was very pleased." She gave me sincere smiles before resumed golloping on her ramen. "An 'A' cut really." She continued with her mouth full.

"A what?" I gave her a questioning look.

"It was kinda Korean grading. It means the best grade or something like that. A, B, C, D.." She shrugged.

"Oh. Okay." I replied her nonchalant, until I realized she was praising me highly. "No, no. I'm just average. You're complimenting me too much." I stroke my nap and shook my head, feeling warm started to climb on my face.

"My god, you're blushing. So adorable and cute. Are you often this shy?" She smirked.

I flustered more because of her teased.

"Unnie, stop teasing her." The professor came out of her room talking Korean with scowl on her face.

"Aniya, she's just too cute, I can't help it." She smirked while looking at the professor.

"She what?" The professor was now giving full blown glare towards her assistant.

"Are you jealous?" She smirked harder. I saw a glint in her eyes. "I'm single, she's single.. well, maybe. Point is, I'm single and she's damn smoking. Nothing wrong, right?" She raised her eyebrows a few times. That playful look never left her face.