"Hello, N-namjoon." Minji flirty smiles back at Namjoon, which, by the way, was disgusting.
What in the world was going on? How did Minji know Namjoon? I looked back and forth between the two and I realized that Minji didn't seem as nervous around him. What is her problem? Namjoon is the scary one, not me. I shook my head. I can't believe I just almost cared what she thought about me.
"Namjoon, Minji. It's good to see you to here. I see you brought someone new too." A woman had just come from the back of the animal shelter and she was standing there with a cat in her arms.
"Hi Han S-seunghee," Minji greeted the woman with a bow and so did Namjoon. Minji looked back at me as if to say I should too. Just to get this over with I obeyed and bowed.
"My name is Min Yoongi. Nice to meet you." I looked at the women and she seemed to be studying me hard.
"You look like the rebel type. I have the perfect job for you." I stared blankly at her for a minute. Did she just call me a rebel? "You two know what to do. I'll take care of your friend." She looked back and me and motioned for me to follow her.
We walked back to where all the animals were kept and she sat the cat she had in her arms in one of the cages. We continued to walk down several hallways filled with animals. Most of them made a lot of noise when we walked past but some just continued to lay in their cage without even acknowledging we had passed by. Some of them were cute but for the most part I didn't like animals all that much.Then again animals didn't like me either. So they always seemed to annoy me.
When we finally stopped we seemed to be standing in a storage room filled to the brim with all kinds of animal food. "I need you to fill up all the dog's bowls with dog food and make sure they ate at least some of their food. If the bowls are still full make a note on the chart on the front of the cage. You think you can handle it."
I nodded and she walked out of the room. I looked at the big bag of dog food and sighed. It looked like I was in for a long night. I grabbed one bag of dog food and a scoop from the shelf and started going down the line of cages and filling up their bowls. After a while I came across one beagle who seemed to be very depressed. When I opened the cage he just layed there and didn't even pretend to like me. I looked at his bowl and saw it was completely full.
I made a note on his chart and looked back at him. He was kinda cute with his droopy face. I petted the top of his head and he looked up at me. He slowly got up and walked out of his cage. I sat down on the ground and picked him up. I put him in my lap and continued to pet him. Maybe animals aren't so bad.
"T-that's really cute," I almost jumped out of my skin. Standing to the side of me was Minji. I was getting ready to reply when I felt something wet on my lap.
It seemed I wasn't the only one Minji had scared. I quickly stood up and held the dog out from me. I was covered in dog pee. Minji was laughing so hard I thought she was going to fall over. Annoyed I put the dog back in the cage. At least he seemed to be a little happier.
I started to walk away when I started to fall. A few seconds later I heard Minji yelp and all of a sudden I felt a weight fall on me. I slowly came back to my senses and realized Minji was laying on top of me. I felt the heat rush to my face. She was hugging me tightly out of fear, with her eyes shut closed and I felt my heart speed up. What was this strange feeling?
We just layed there for a minute when Namjoon came by. He took one look at us and stopped in his tracks. I tapped Minji on the shoulder, still with her eyes closed and she slowly opened her eyes, let go of me and looked at my face. She blushed bright red and I'll admit it looked kinda cute, but then she quickly got up. After she was off me I stood up and we both looked at Namjoon.
After a few seconds of standing there Namjoon turned around and stormed off. Minji looked at me like she had something to say but she stopped herself and went after Namjoon.
Great. I just had a girl trip on dog pee and fall on me. Just how I wanted to spend my day. Ill probably get crap from Namjoon too later on. I finished up the last few cages I had and went to put the food up.
I walked out to the front and Seunghee took one look at me and told me I could go home for the day. I gathered up all my stuff and headed for the door. When I went outside it was pouring rain. I groaned and hunched my shoulders before starting the run home.
When I was almost home I spotted a girl sitting on a park bench in the rain. Her hair fell over her faces and she kept her head down. I was going to walk past but I saw Namjoon walking away from her and I realized it was Minji.
No matter how much I disliked the girl I knew I couldn't just let her sit in the rain. I walked over to her and sat down next to her on the bench. After a few minutes of awkward silence I gave up and started talking first.
"I don't know what happened with Namjoon but you can't just sit here in the rain." I looked over at her. She had yet to acknowledge me. "You're going to get sick if you keep sitting here." Still no reaction.
With my patience wearing thin I gave it one last try. "I don't know what's going on but I can't just leave you here. I don't live very far away. You can come with me and you can stay at my house long enough to let my mom get you dry clothes."
I waited for a few seconds and just when I was about to leave she got up and said that sounded like a good idea. We walked the rest of the way to my house and when I got home my mom immediately started to help Minji.
I went up to my room, changed out of my wet clothes and opened my laptop. I opened the last song I had been working on and listened to it. When it finished I started to edit it and work on it. I don't know how much time passed but after a while I got lost in my music. I didn't care that Minji was in my house and I didn't care what was going on. Well at least until I saw her standing beside me.
That girl can move like a ghost. "I l-like that s-song." she stuttered out.
I stared at her for a minute before it sunk in that she was standing beside me in my moms old clothes that were at least three sizes too big. She looked absolutely ridiculous and I found it incredibly funny. I started to laugh and she just looked at me and then looked at her clothes before joining in on the laughter. It was a really cute laugh if I admitted it.
When we were done laughing she looked at my computer. "Do you w-write music?" she asked me.
I debated whether I should answer or not but it was just a simple question. "I write some but not a lot."
She nodded and looked around my room for a minute. She noticed the guitar in the corner of the room. I don't know how to play I just keep it there in case I decide to learn one day. "Do you know how to play?" I asked her. She nodded. "You can play it if you want."
She looked up at me with happiness and then back at the guitar. She walked over and picked it up. She looked around for a second and then sat down on my bed. I sat down beside her and she started to play.
It was the most amazing sound I had ever heard. All her feelings seemed to come out in the notes. It was sad and beautiful. She played for several minutes and when she stopped we both realized that we were sitting very close together. She blushed and looked back down at the guitar.
Maybe not all girls were completely bad. Minji had an appreciation for music and I liked that. Her personality wasn't all bad like most girls I guess. We sat there for a minute and I realized what I was thinking about. I quickly stood up in embarrassment and walked out to the kitchen.
I got a glass of water and tried to clear my head. I reminded myself that all girls were bad. All my past experiences with them told me they were bad and to keep my guard up. In fact Minji was just like Kim Gayung.
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Taming Yoongi
Hayran KurguYoongi hates school life. All he cares about is his music, sleep and getting into fights at, of course, school. But once the principal decides Yoongi's been in too many fights, he decides Yoongi has to straighten up. Forced to do community service...