We end up at a lavish, extravagant, disgustingly luxurious French restaurant. This place could be run by Paco Roncero-who owns the Spanish restaurant that costs around $3k per head.
His Lv shoes are understandable to me since a lot of people tend to overspend on footwear but his Lykan Hypersport and this restaurant he is taking me to tell me to fuck off. What the actual fuck? Why did he even stay in the dorm for? He could fucking buy the whole dorm if he wishes.
I stalked (not stalk, follow) him for fucking 3 years and I never know he was this rich? Was I blind or did he hide it?
"I'm not used to eating French."-My feet feel like dumbbells, staying in the same place in front of the restaurant while Jimin tries to drag me in. It feels like embarrassing myself attempting to blend in the upper class' life. I ain't any chameleon, even if it means getting closer to Jimin.
"We ain't eating here. I just need to meet my dad to take my card."-His hand still overlapping mine.
"You go in, I'll wait outside."
A tiny "sure" comes out and then he heads inside, letting my hand grows cold by itself. I whine at the sudden loss of heat. Still, I stand there awkwardly for a while, waiting for him to return.
The street isn't crowded at all regarding the time and the number of restaurants and shopping centres nearby. This street's vibe is unique, strange even, it's lower-paced than most parts of Daegu. This looks like a place for people with higher social status to spend their precious time. I mean, look at the grass, wildflowers don't even dare to grow.
The sudden snow caught me off guard when a tiny snowflake falls onto my so-called button nose. It rarely snows here since Daegu is the hottest place in Korea so, at times like this, it's best to take a picture to cherish the moment. Glad that I brought my beanie, props to the weather forecast for being right the first time ever.
The snow isn't that thick but it's still nice. I love winter.
"What you doin' ?"- Jimin returns as I was taking pictures of the snow. He peeks at my phone-"You serious?"-His face inches away from mine, catching me off guard. We almost kissed, the fuck. I immediately turn my head away, facing the screen only to see a pretty girl appearing on it. She must have been there when Jimin called me.
"I was taking picture of the snow."- I state matter-of-factly since that's exactly what I did. I look down to delete that picture since I only wanted the snow.
Wait, even if I did take a picture of her, what makes it a bad thing?
"Put your phone down."-He reaches out to hold my chin up, eyeing me as he leans in.
I felt a different pressure than what I expected. He wipes my cheeks gently, hand-holding out as he shows me my eyelash, face smirking teasingly.
What the hell, my face is literally burning at this point. My heart isn't doing good as well, it's fucking punching me for being stupidly dumb. Why did I think he was gonna kiss me? What the fuck is wrong with me. This is low key the most embarrassing moment of my existence.
"Why close your eyes?"
I hit him lightly in the chest and then turn away to walk to his 4 million dollars worth car.
"Wait for me, babe."-He runs to catch up while laughing loudly. Looks like a fucking model what the actual fuck. The harness oh my lord.
We finally get in the car. He starts driving while still trying to stop laughing. I just wanna scream at his face. He didn't do anything wrong, though. My delulu ass sucks.
"Can you just shut up. Why does your dad hold your card anyway?"- I have been tempted to ask this for a while now since he is a fully matured man? I mean he is a college student living in the dorm on his own now, shouldn't he manage his money himself?
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