"MORK LEE!", Saera slammed the door open, alarming the older who was playing with his guitar. "WHAT THE HELL SAERA? I ALMOST YEET MY PRECIOUS BABY", hearing the nickname for a guitar, Saera looked at him in disgust.
"Learn to knock dude", Mark mourn as he placed his precious guitar carefully on its case. "I want to ask you something" before Mark could talk Saera already sat down on his bed with her leg crossed.
Saera forms a miserable frown with her lips and abruptly whine. Mark widens his eyes in shocked being that this is not a pleasing sight to see. "Why....", Saera tilts her head slightly to the back. Mark shakes his head in confusion, he had enough stress and Saera is whole another level for him.
He decided to get up and search for his book while waiting for her to calm the hell down. His hand brush through all the books displayed on the shelf, finding the right one. "Is Jisung always that rude?", he stops midway and turn his head at his biological sister.
"No, he's a sweet guy", he begins to continue searching for one specific book. "You won't believe what he said to me", Saera clutch his knees, staring at her neatly painted toenails.
"I want to get closer to him so we could be friends. A simple as that. I was talking about how great today is and he responded with..", Saera took a deep breath.
"He's just pretending to be happy with me and that he wasn't having it today", her eyes glisten in pain. She manages to keep her tears inside. She's not going to waste it over a boy who she hated, for now.
A sigh escape Mark's lips. "Let me tell you a little bit of his life", Mark plopped his body next to the younger. "He once told me that he was bullied by a girl. It has torn his confidence and a good impression of girls", Saera gasped and was about to say a word but Mark stops her.
"Nope, he didn't turn gay. He's still straight don't worry", Saera makes an irritate expression since she wasn't going to ask things related to his sexuality. "Yeah but you're ga-", a slap landed peacefully on her feet by the hands of her brother.
"Listen. Maybe that's why he found it hard to cope with you, make him believe you're different", Mark state whilst rubbing his sister's feet to ease the pain he causes. "Okay! I will prove it to him", Saera form a fist and she gets all motivated again.
"Good", the older let out a thumbs up for her. "NOW GET OUT", Saera immediately sprinted her way towards her room. Afraid of getting another hit from her brother. She knew what her next plan is.
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There will be shooting for today due to the upcoming SMTown concert. Both Jisung and Saera have to practice their performance. The episode will postpone until the SMTown concert passed.
Here was Saera, waiting impatiently for the cashier to calculate the total of her bread. Mark said Jisung loves bread, any kind of them. Therefore Saera willingly bought a few for him. With the aim of friendship.
"Kamsahamnida ahjuma", Saera bow at the middle-aged woman. She didn't need to hide her face from her, she was her aunt from the mother's side.
She covers her face again and skipping along the way to the company's building. She knew Jisung was in the dance room, probably practicing, despite being 7 in the morning. Jisung love dancing more than everything, his dance skills are no joke, he likes to practice them earlier as a result he can show it off to the dreamies later.
Saera went inside her group dance room first. The word 'Ocean' was labeled on the wooden door. She carefully pressed down the passcode and twists the doorknob, to reveal a dark and empty room. Their dance room wasn't that far from NCT Dream's. She could hear a faint sound coming from NCT Dream's dance room.
She swiftly put her bag on the floor and head out as soon as she takes care of her stuff. Bringing a paper bag filled with bread with her. She rushed her way to the end of the wall where the music came from.
She tiptoed as her handhold on to the wall for support. She saw a tall figure wearing a hat, with some of his hair sticking out at the back, dancing smoothly to the rhythm of the music. Alone, no other member could be seen.
Saera lowered her feet and smiled. She knew it was Jisung by the color of his hair and the way he dances. She breaths heavily before knocking on the door. The music stopped playing and she listens to heavy footsteps walking its way to the door.
Saera looked down and fidget with her fingers. Not realizing the door was open and Jisung was staring at her in annoyance. "What's up?", he greets with flat expressions. Saera gasped and stepped back. Her face then lights up seeing the boy in front of her. She did a cheerful grin and handed him the paper bag.
Jisung stared down at the paper bag. He knew exactly what's inside. What he didn't know was why? The reason for giving it to him. His eyes turn fierce and his jaw clench.
I'm not going to fall for another trick
In second Saera's shoulder was being pushed harshly by the older. Saera's eyes widen in shock, her mouth let out a quiet gasp. "What do you want? Stop bothering me!", Jisung narrows his eyes and bit the inside of his cheeks.
Saera didn't answer him, she's still surprised that Jisung decided to push her off. Because of silence Jisung hatred towards her grew larger. He gives her another push in the shoulder, making the younger stepped back.
"I-I just wanted to be friends with you", Jisung was numbed by her answers. However, his mind was too messed up and the fear of getting hurt running through his spine. His expression that once softened now became vicious and grim.
He was about to push her when the sound of a guy talking invade their conversation. Saera turned her head and saw the shadow of two boys walking their way to the dance room. She hurriedly grabs Jisung's hand and places the paper bag in them.
"Kamsahamnida", she bowed and smiled before rushing to her dance room.
"What-", Mark saw his sister running in a speed of bolt in front of him. Haechan looked at him in concern. "Why is your sister running away like she saw a ghost? And she came from that way", Haechan pointed at the hallway that directs to their dance room.
Not long after that Jisung appeared holding a paper bag in his right hand. He changed his expression for a second after seeing them. "Hyung... Do you want some bread?", he asked in a joyful way. Different from what he shows to Saera earlier.
"S-", mark closed his 'best friend' mouth. He glared at Jisung and said, "I think you should eat that on your own". Mark then dragged Haechan along with him, not caring when the younger whines for the bread in Jisung's hand. Jisung smile disappeared, he stared at the paper bag and notice something written in the corner.
Sunbae! Let's be friends. I know you hated me, but I can't stop bothering you until you realize that I'm not meant any harm.
Jisung frowned his eyebrows.
Even the same words.
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