Unstable - Jongho & San Fanfiction

•Chapter 4•

"Ah now I remember"  I raised my voice. "Grandpa remember the woman that came to ask for delivery for her so-called precious son, well that's him"

"My mum would like to thank you for you service yesterday, she's really grateful and so would I if this one didn't cause a ruckus" Jongho thanked half-heartedly.

"Don't worry about it, come here anytime you want, you're our VIP guest" My grandpa winked. "Ignore my granddaughter she can't keep that mouth of hers closed, always going around causing trouble even though she's hates human interaction"

"GRANDPA!" 

"Grandpa you can go, we'll finish up here" San motioned my grandpa to leave.

"Are you sure? You have lessons tomorrow how can I make my two gobby children do this?"

"Bye grandpa!" I handed him the taxi fair. "I'll see you at home!"

My grandpa strutted along making a scene, he loved the attention. San and I finished Jongho's order and we continued to clean up so the stall is prepared for tomorrow.

"I guess it wasn't busy today..." I stared at the fifty thousand won change.

"Don't worry you know we have the rest of the week, he's bound to have a busy day" San sat beside me. "Want me to give you a lift home?"

"Thanks but I'll be fine. I need a bit of time to myself I pouted. "I'll see you on Friday"

"Don't beat yourself up, you know that the two of you have me. I know you don't like getting other involved and I know it's hard for you to express yourself but I'm always here for you" San placed a kiss on the top of my head.

"Ew go away, I can't bear to hear any of this nonsense" I covered my ears for a second. "Stop being so sloppy and go home, you can take me out on Friday after lesson, ok?"

"Fine, see you later gobby" San jumped up and sprinted before I could attack him.

There's days when I pity San. He's from a enormous rich family, they have a huge property they live in, have money that could feed most of Africa, they're basically living the dream. Despite that, he's just as pitiful as me.

Imagine being invisible to your family when you're not needed. Imagine being alone despite the life he's living in. Imagine wanting to change the world his family ruined for him. Imagine...

Why is the world so cruel?

"Guess you'd still be here flower" Jongho leaned against the stall after placing a hot drink on the side. "Here"

"I don't want it thanks" I turned away.

Having to speak to another person makes me uncomfortable, not because I can't be bothered to it's because I can't. I don't trust people, I don't want to rely on somebody nor do I want to become attached to another person.

Not once in my nineteen years of living have I ever fallen in love or ever experienced what love felt like. I can only imagine through dramas and movies but is that really the truth.

Do people look at each other as soon as they meet and fall in love? Do people live together forever not losing one bit of love? There's many questions to be answered but how will I ever know.

"What are you thinking about?" Jongho followed me.

"Nothing" I continued.

"Wow, I thought your brain would be more intriguing than that"

"What do you want?" I turned around unpleased.

"Nothing, I just thought maybe you'd want to speak to someone, well I guess I saw, erm how can I say this" Jongho's words jumbled as I locked the stall shut.

"I don't need someones pity and I certainly don't want to open up to a stranger thank you, I have my grandpa and San for that" I walked off.

"Is he your boyfriend?"

"Maybe, you jealous?"

"Of course I'm not, I would never be able to put up with someone that has a big gob like you" Jongho continued to tease me.

Jongho looks like a troublemaker. He's very handsome maybe even more than San. He has cute small eyes, he is tall, looks like he spends time in the gym, and... wait what am I even on about?

All I'm trying to say is that I can understand why he would be popular among the girls but who knows, he could have the worst personality ever! If a man can't make me laugh then how are we supposed make a connection?

I ventured off home before it got too late, Jongho still straddling behind. He must be either trying to catch me like a Pokemon to use or he is a serial killer with the way he's stalking me.

"Don't you have a home to go to?" I turned around.

"Of course but I'm very curious about you. I can't get my head around you" Jongho walked until he was stood beside me.

"Sorry but is that how you pick up girls? If so you should totally change your words because it is really cringey" I judged.

"Well one thing I understand about you now is that you're pretty judgmental... am I that good looking that you think I would waste my time picking up girls" He cradled his chin in his hands.

"Tsk, you're unbelievable" I shook my head and continued walking.

"Meet me! Friday!"

I paused. Who does he think he is to boss me around but it was hard to ignore. His voice was full of pity, like he needed somebody, anyone he could make a connection with which made me even more curious about him.

"I'll meet you outside your university! Bye flower!" Jongho waved.

What does he want with me?

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Each character have become involved in nature's game. Now it's time for the game to unravel. 
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