"What's fine? You held it in for so long and I know you're silently crying"
"When you feel like this again, please . . . Don't leave yourself for too long. You're destroying yourself. And I can't bear to see you breaking"
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She dragged her suitcase after paying and thanking the taxi driver and went straight to the second floor towards the apartment she would be staying in for the following two months. Unlocking the door and turning the knob, she slid through the door frame and closed the door after her. She set her luggage beside at the entrance as she observed the place. The apartment was a small two-room flat with regular sized living room and kitchen and one bathroom located in the hallway. There was no dining room. She looked around and took in her surroundings, shifting her gaze from the black L-shaped couch and armchairs to the gray rug and the white walls of the living room. She noticed a T.V in front of the couch and a small coffee table in between. As she was busy admiring the place, she didn't hear the sound of a door of one of the rooms closing; however, she turned her attention towards the hallway when she heard a faint cough. Leaning against the wall was a tall guy with broad shoulders, wearing a simple blue sweatshirt and black sweatpants. His features were smooth yet sharp, eyes black and staring blankly at her. His plum lips pressed together in boredom and irritation. His black hair fell on his forehead, complementing his handsome features.
"Now that you've acknowledged my presence, we should set some ground rules here." What the hell? I just came in. . . He's pretty though. She thought.
"Um, hello to you too. My name is Jana Elyas. I'm assuming you're Seokjin?"
"Can we skip all the irrelevant talk and get straight to the point?"
"Excuse me, sir. Getting to know the person I'm living with isn't irrelevant." He ignored her comment and made his way to the couch while she just stood in her place in the middle of the living room, eyeing his movement.
"Don't leave the lights on when you're not in the room, don't attempt to cook cause you look like an amateur and you'd burn my precious kitchen down, don't come anywhere near my room, and don't invite anyone over without informing me at least one day prior," He remained silent for a second then went on. "Any questions?"
She was speechless. All she hoped for was for the person she'd be staying with to be decent, but he was the most obnoxious person she met so far. Fine young man, my foot. It didn't seem like he wanted her here to begin with, so why did he agree in the first place? Something told Jana that those upcoming two months would be the longest two months of her life.
"Okay, Mr. Handsome. Why the hell are you so rude when you've just met me? You should at least introduce yourself then we can get to talk about the rules, which I have no problem with whatsoever, it's what a decent human being would do. And why did you assume that I can't cook? I could be a Master Chef winner for all you know." No, She barely knew what a spatula is.
"Do you have any problems with my rules?" He dismissed her as if she hadn't said anything with any relevance.
