Yoo-Jeong's POV
I woke up witnessing the eyes of my brother pierced on me as if he haven't took his glance away from me just for once. I rose and sat up straight on my bed, painting a confuse question on my face to see that my brother's expression is quiet serious.
"What's wrong?" I started that snaps him back to reality. He remove his elbows from resting on his laps and wash his face with his bare hands. I scan around the area to find that I am in my brother's house, specifically, I am now on his bed.
"Who took me here?" I ask in confusion before darting him back my attention, "Was it you?" I have released many questions one at a time but my brother did not answer those questions at least one. There is something currently ruining his mind right now.
"You uh.." I pierce my eyes on him, eagerly waiting for his response. I heard him let out a heavy sigh, "Someone told me that you suddenly collapse due to the point that you let yourself stay in the rain while you still have trickles of sweat around your body. Actually, you had such high fever awhile ago but thank goodness you're already fine—" His mouth is still open like he has something to add more to his sentence, and I can clearly sense that he's hesitating to tell me so.
"That someone took you here, and that someone is.." I raise one brow, "Is who?" I ask as if I cannot wait to know. Oppa looks at me straight in the eyes, delivering some words which I cannot explain. "Is Kim Jong-In."
That moment onwards, I feel like the whole world just stop and the beatings of my heart gone faster. So I really was not hallucinating earlier, he was with me. Why do I feel this weird feeling whenever I see him or simply as I hear his name? What's up with him?
"O-oh." Is the only word that escaped from my mouth, "Have you two known each other since before?" Oppa raises both of his brows, asking me in a strict way.
It took for about a moment for me to respond to his question. "He is.. just a somebody that I know in school, he is our current Supreme Student Council President. We uh.. we have no further more connections towards each other." I lower down my voice as I said that.
I felt relieve somehow that Woo-Bin Oppa nods his head in understood. "I see."
I bite my lower lip while looking up at him who's now standing and seems to be there's something that he's been looking for. "Here, I cooked your favorite meal. I assumed that you might be so hungry and all." He kindly gave me a tray of my favorite meal; pepper steak with Oppa's delicious secretly made gravy and a pure apple juice. I look up at him as I smiled, "Thank you." He nods his head again with his hands on his waist, something as if he is still drifting to his deep thoughts like he cannot get over it.
"Eat well, I still have something to do downstairs. Just call me if you need anything, okay?" I only nod my head as a response while chewing the food in my mouth. Soon, Oppa exits the room, softly closing the door behind him.
Just as what I'm thinking right now, how did Jong-In got able to bring me here in Oppa's exact address? How did he able to get me through here for the fact that he's blind? How did he knew Oppa's address?
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Jong-In's POV
"Jong-In, there you are! Where have you been? Did you know that we've been looking for you?" I can hear Chen's voice approaching me as I softly shut the door behind me. "And why are you soaked in wet? Haven't you took an umbrella along with you?" This must be Baekhyun.
I ignore their questions and directly went to my seat. "Where is your metal baton? Didn't you bring it along with you as well?" Chen added as I grab my earphones and my phone to the usual side of my table where I can easily tap it. "Jong-In, you must know that a girl just went here few hours ago. She was looking for you, and.. she seemed to be that she has something to do with you." I stop midway as I'm about to press the button to play the music when I heard Kris's sentence.
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