Paris En Tu Invierno (ChuuVes FF)

xxvii.paris, france.

Jiwoo.

I still had my doubts about Sooyoung, I'll admit it.

Her attitude towards me was too sweet after that altercation with the female. It was as if, she was too grateful for me stepping in like that. And, she truly wanted to be my girlfriend again. My question for myself was whether or not I could handle dating someone like her again. Someone very flashy and wealthy. Would her father even accept me again? What could have possibly went down after I left that I don't know?

We were driving on the way back to the apartment. I told Sooyoung I had a paper to finish, so we couldn't go out to eat. But, Sooyoung insisted we got takeout from this wonderful place her father scoped out. This was just so casual to her. Talking about how her father just simply invested in places, held stocks here, owned the deed there. It was as if being rich was just nothing to her. Once upon a time, she was not used to the idea though. As much as her father tried to get to know her, she would be so unsure. She would sort of talk down on the rich, calling them superficial and socially awkward. Maybe, she had become one with them?

On the radio, there was a low buzz of the news in I'm guessing Italian because she was using satellite radio. She seemed not too enthused about it, though as she was focused on the road. I looked at her for more changes. There were a few extra piercings on her ear. Her eyes were a lot less brighter than they were in high school. She wore some chic natural makeup that made her eye color pop, though. Her hands were the same. Nails trimmed and clear, unlike how short and polish-less they looked in high school. She must have caught me looking because she started smiling really hard. It irked my soul. "See anything you like?"

"I see nothing of the sort," I say. Okay, maybe that was a lie. Sooyoung looked like a panda bear puppy, if that made sense. Tired, but very preppy and relaxed simultaneously. Her chill personality was something that would always be there. It was what made me draw towards her.

"Could have fooled me. You're looking so intently," Sooyoung chirps. "I don't mind it at all."

"Oh hush up," I laugh.

She grins and it makes me smile back. She stops the car. Before I know it, we're in the parking lot of the apartment complex. She takes the keys out of the ignition. "It's been so long since I've seen you smile like that, Jiwoo."

I purse my lips, trying to hide my smile. She starts laughing wildly as she gets out of the car. I step out too, following her to the apartment. She unlocks it and holds the door open for me, like a gentleman. I blush as I walk in. She turns on the television and it's some cartoon. I start giggling instantly because I haven't seen anything so sweet and soothing on television in a while. I collapse onto the couch and take out my notebooks and pens. I pull out my laptop that was slightly broken because They-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named "accidentally" threw it across the room when they were in one of their fits when I was attempting to study. Sooyoung is over my shoulder, taking a good glance at it. "I can't have you working on a computer like that." She furrows her brow. "You need one? I have a new laptop in my bedroom."

"Do you rich people just have something for every scenario?" I ask, as she walks down the hallway to her room.

"I think you can say something like that!" Sooyoung yells.

I roll my eyes. She walks back in with a tiny little notebook that is peach. I started to squeal and took it from her hands, thanking her in my own little language. "IT'S SO CUTE!" I open it and log into it. "Why didn't you use it?"

"Do I look like the peach type of person?" Sooyoung cackles. "I personally prefer burgundy." She saunters into the kitchen. "I'll make us some coffee and you can get started on your paper."