The Golden Ring • ChanBaek | ENG

[CHAPTER 005]

        I was happily drinking my hot chocolate while I waited for Kibum. Every Friday after school we come here to eat some sweets and have some nice drinks. Altough I don't know why he's running late.

Our last lesson always separate because I have drawing class and he has singig class. I love his singing voice, he has such a uniqe voice but he always tells me that he doesn't want to become an idol.

I honestly don't really get it, he would make it so big .. But I would worry about him. I've heard terrible things about idol life. So many people said that they making them starve , constantly driving and shattering their souls and bodies, and destroying the last positivity of them. Bummie is a positive person but it's not impossible to tear him into pieces.

We are all full of mistakes, the fact that many people can't understand it scorches my blood.

Nowadays, everyone wants to be perfect, locking themselves in a box that they will never get rid of unless they finally understand that they have to be themselves and not follow any other people steps.

You have to find your own path, no matter how difficult it is, you have to go through it.

I'm trying to find a way that will lead to the opening .. As much as I feel good in my own little bubble, I want to know when someone touches me and I'm not disgusted by it .. and my situation is serious enough, I'm outraged at the thought of physical contact.

My best friend voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I looked up at him and smiled .. Um, his hair is interesting and his face is red as well. Probably because of the cold.

"Sorry about for being late" he took off his coat and placed it on the chair. "I just had to talk with Mr. Park," he put the menu up to his face, even though he knows exactly what's on it, and on the other hand he always orders the same, I don't think he suddenly wants anything else today...

I blinked in confusion, not responding directly to his sentence, and I didn't care why he needed to talk with the new teacher.

"Yah!" he dropped the menu on the table and I startled. "You don't care what I talked to him about?" I shake my head with a bored expression and drinked the last drop out of the mug. "Huh.. bitch" he pouted "Well I'll tell you anyway" he clasped his palms together.

Now you get it why I wasn't intrested? Whatever my answer is, he always tells me everything.

"I asked if him if he would give extra lessons and I know what you think, 'Kibum you don't need extra lessons, you already use English at native level' but- I didn't asked it for me."

"Well then?" I tilted my head to the side.

"Because of you.."

"You said what now?"

"Maybe I.." he bit the sentence.

"Finish it" I looked at him angrily.

"Um .. you'll have separate lessons with Park ChanYeol ... surprise" he smiled awkwardly.

I ... I'm going to choke this bitch ... I'm going to crush him and throw him in the fucking trash.

"Are you crazy? Why did you do it? Your mind is completely gone?" I whispered angrily.

"No, you need help!"

"No, so tell him that I don't need it!"

"Okay, okay," he raises his hand in defense. "Ah ... I don't want anything sweet today ... are you in a mood for a walk?"

"In this cold?" I grimaced. He knows exactly how much I hate this kind of weather.

"Pleaseeee~" he used his big kitty eyes ..Uhh .. why is he so fricking cute? Hell with this man.

"Okay, just stop this" I pointed at his whole being.

As we walked down the street, the silence came between us, but not that embarrassing one, but pleasant .. I felt him trying to get closer, but he was disturbing my personal room so I stepped away a little. He made a sad face. My heart clenched at the sight, I wish I knew what he's thinking right now.

We may be best friends, and yet we have our own little secrets.

"Bummie .. what do I have to do? You know ... the bet .."

The blonde stopped and turned to me with outstretched arms. "Give me a hug."