𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐌𝐄//𝐏𝐉𝐌 𝐅𝐅

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Steam rushed out the moment she lifted the lid off. The aromatic smell of the boiling ramen was Haemi's choice of dinner as well as an unhealthy treat to motivate her after going through a shitty Sunday that was supposed to be sunshine and rainbows. She poured out the orangish red soup along with bouncy curly noodles into her favorite bowl like a cherry on top.

With her bruised shoulder, Haemi had to deal with the trembling of her arms as she pour the soup while droplets of it stung her hand. She hissed a little but endured the heat to complete her task. Finally her dinner was ready. She moved to the living room and place the ramen onto the coffee table before switching on Netflix, deciding to binge watch her favorite shows to brush off the angry and disappointing thoughts of her personal vet whom again hurt her. Unintentionally of course. But that didn't excuse him from all his carelessness shit.

This deja vu of Park Jimin hurting Haemi was really draining her out especially when she finally forgave him only to have him hurt her....again. Additional to that, he had ruined her chance of fast healing and no Chinese or Japanese herbs can help with that. The cross country is less than a week away but with that depressing shoulder of hers, Haemi can kiss her trophy goodbye.

A stressful sigh left her mouth at the thought of not being able win and might not even able to join the competition. She glanced down at her ramen that she had craved so much is now soggy, making her lost her appetite. Even the kdrama in front of her wasn't entertaining at all. The exasperated girl groaned loudly before stomping into her bedroom, determined to shower her stress away.

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His eyes glanced between the road ahead and his phone where Ms May had kindly sent him Kim Haemi's address. Jimin drove around the high-end neighborhood filled with tall apartments and big houses, much more different than his humble home.
He had to tilt his head up to search for the correct residence.

"Lilic Residence....where are you...."

He slowly maneuver his car around several apartments as the map showed that he was reaching the destination. After awhile of thorough search, Jimin finally found Haemi's apartment. Needless to say, the girl surely has an eye for classic yet rich buildings.

The contemporary building stood tall before him as he exited his car. He continued to glanced between the building and his phone to search for the correct block. Jimin found his way to an elevator where he tapped 17th floor as stated by Ms May. Elevator brought the man up and reached the requested floor with a soft ding.

Jimin peeked his head out, finding himself in the middle of a wide hallway with warm LED lights lining along the hallway. It looked more like a 5 star hotel than an affordable shelter. Then again, his client is a national champion so it's understandable for the extravagant accommodations.

Eventually, Jimin found Haemi's apartment, more like a penthouse. He knocked on the almond brown door and softly called out her name. Seconds turned into minutes but the man found himself still waiting in the empty hallway. He paced a little as he grew more worried for the girl inside. He fished out his phone again, dialing Ms May.

"Yes Doctor Park?"

"Ms May, Haemi isn't answering the door and she's not answering my calls as well"

Ms May remained quiet for awhile as if she was figuring out the situation. Indeed Haemi would ignore Jimin's calls but for her to not answer the door maybe a little worrisome. The trainer closed her eyes and bit her lips. She knew they was left with no choice but to do this. Haemi might not be please with her decision but they need to know if she's okay.

"0520"

Jimin pulled away from the phone with a frown, making sure he's phoning the right person. Firstly, why would Ms May blurt out some random number. Secondly, 520? As in....I Love You? Wth Ms May?