After I called Chaeyoung to give her the information I had collected these past couple days, I went outside for a jog so I could clear my mind. I should feel bad for ruining her fun with Mina, but I don't. They had to come back tomorrow anyways because we have an urgent team meeting in the afternoon.
Rise and shine. The day is just as expected, a total cliche for Korea. The sun stretches its rays through the thick clouds, so desperate to be seen, to touch everybody's body, to warm everything up.
Now, because Chaeyoung left, I have to take care of Mina. Can-I-please-take-a-breath. How am I supposed to go to her apartment and tell her, "Oh, hey, so Chaeyoung left and now I'll take care of you because apparently you're a fragile child that needs to be taken care of. If something happens to you, I'll have my blood sucked." There's no way. I'll honestly just go with the flow, if she needs something I'll help, but if she doesn't then she doesn't exist to me. Period.
After I changed my clothes and packed everything I needed for the practice in a small backpack, I sent Mina a text to let her know I'm on my way to pick her up. I got on my motorcycle, turned on the engine, and drove at such a fast speed that would make flash cry.
She was waiting for me outside of her apartment looking like a whole meal. Looks like she's got money too.
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"You look hot" That was the first thing my mouth spilled out. What an impression I must give.
She gave a surprised look, it was definitely not me the one she wanted to see but she gave me a bright smile anyways.
"Good morning, Tzu" Wut. What's with the nickname.
"Morning, captain" I signaled her with my head to get on the back seat so we could leave.
She already had a helmet on, she was waiting for Chaeng to pick her up. Oh well, sucks to suck.
I ride fast because I was taught that way, plus I hold no fear when I'm on the road. But, looks like Miss Myoui is pretty scared of it because she was hugging me tight, very tight. I liked the way she was hugging me so I didn't even think of slowing down.
Once we were on the parking lot, she almost tripped trying to get down from the bike. I laughed because it was funny to me, but she was so serious I got the chills. She's in a bad mood and it is very noticeable.
"Where is she?" That's the third time I hear her voice. It's pretty angelic to be honest.
"I don't know" I gave her the info she needed, but no one in this earth might have a clue to where she is now.
"As if" How not to be a heart-breaker.
"Patience kid. She must be busy with something very important"
