Staring, Staring, Staring.
Why am I staring at a bowl of cereal?
"Good morning Noona!"(Sister)
"Huh?" I looked up from my empty and secluded trance, only to see a living nightmare.
I groaned and put my head back down in disgust. "Good Morning Ji Soo." I sighed depressingly.
"Are you okay Noona?" He lifted my hair, to glare at my eyes directly.
"네."(Yes)
He smirked at me, pouting his lips.
"아니,"(No) I expressed. "I have to go to that dumb internship."
"I thought you were excited?" He exclaimed and sat down across from me.
"I was but I'm not going to the department I wanted to, because of ........me." I hit my head, "Stupid!"
My phone dinged.
I began to drag myself up, still a bit dizzy [from my sleep].
He popped up. "Where are you going?"
I continued walking. "To get dressed."
"Well, who's gonna clean your dishes?"
I looked over my shoulder and smiled.
"Eomma, I look horrible!!"I yelled, storming out of my room.
"You look professional Ki Sooya!"She said this because mothers have a certain idea of what 'professional' looks like.
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The Super Chronicles: Byong Ki-Soo
Teen FictionI am Byong Ki-soo, from Seoul, South Korea. I applied for a writers' internship at an entertainment company, though I ended up being the secretary for this super hot, jerk. Even though he was a jerk, he somehow still got to me, and I started liking...