Red ↠ JENYONG

XIV

I close my eyes, inhaling deeply. I open my eyes again, my strong gaze returning. No, I am not who I use to be. I left that a long time ago. Besides, right now, I'm Miss Freak.

"Greetings, I am known as Yoongi. I've never met anyone as beautiful as you before. May I ask for your name?" the man I was startled by, asks me.

I regain composure and reply back coyly, "Miss Freak. You may call me Miss Freak."

He looked mildly startled, clearly not expecting me to tell him an alias, but then responds back quickly.

"Using your alias I see. Then you may call me Suga. Though I wouldn't mind a lady as beautiful as you calling me my real name either," he kisses the back of my hand.

I nod shortly, showing my lack of interest. He retreats back to stand with the rest of his group after realizing that I wasn't going to tell him my real name.

I feel Taeyong stare down intensely at me. Confused as to why I displayed that kind of reaction when I first saw Yoongi earlier. I ignore him and continue smiling at everyone. I converse with all the socialites and purposefully talk in a condescending way.

I mostly spoke to the female officials or wives who tagged along with their husbands. I notice their eyes twitching the more I spoke uncouthly. Good.

"I love your dress. May I ask where you got it?" a gentle-looking lady asks.

"I would tell you but then again, you don't really need to know. Your husband probably buys all your clothes anyways," I reply directly.

The lady frowned a bit, before forcing back on a smile. She knew she couldn't afford to offend me the moment I entered this very room with the NCT boys surrounding me. Especially when I managed to touch Taeyong's arm without him brushing me off.

"I just thought it looks very expensive. I wonder who paid for it? Your whole outfit looks very similar to Mr. Lee's hair. You two must be very close," the other lady next to the one I insulted before, defended.

She had a look of victory on her plastic face, as she basically called Taeyong my sugar daddy and that I latched onto his thigh. They look like close friends. Oh! This is going to be fun! Time to really bring out the name.

"Well, I don't think that's any of your business. Besides, even if we are close, we're probably not as close as you and your little friend's husband! " I exclaim brightly.

The once victorious smirk on her face fell and was replaced with a dreadful expression. All the colour washed off her face and was replaced with the look of horror.

How funny. They really thought they could fool me. When I entered the room before, I scanned everyone's reaction and noticed the gentle lady's husband eyeing me not so purely. I had to hold back a shiver in disgust.

I took a guess that if her husband could look at a complete stranger wearing a mask that way, he might've had something going on with her best friend. Her plastic-looking best friend, also had a really big bust pouring out of her skin-tight dress not leaving much to the imagination.

From her reaction, it must've been true.

"No! W-what in the world are you going on about! Jiyeon you have to believe me!" she screamed, getting everyone's attention.

This made her more embarrassed than ever and tried harder to prove her innocence.

"Sowon! I can't believe you would do that. No wonder you and my husband have been getting along recently," Jiyeon accused.

This is seriously too funny. Wow, talk about fake friends. Jiyeon believed a complete stranger who even insulted her over her best friend. I mean it most likely did happen, seeing Sowon's reaction, but wouldn't you naturally believe your friend first and then work it out?

"How could you believe me over this vulgar woman!" Sowon shouts with her face and neck impossibly red from seeing the crowd around her as she was being viciously exposed.

Hearing this made my heart cry. Hey! I'm sorry I don't want to do this too! It's either this or I'm a goner. I don't care about your obvious affair, I'm just using this to boost my reputation as a freak.

Furthermore, if I could catch them from a single glance at the unfaithful husband, then people who's known them for longer than I have should've caught on too. It's not my fault the affair is so painfully obvious.

Actually, Jiyeon should thank me for pointing out a fake friend! I try to reason with my actions to make myself feel better and make me not think I'm such a horrible person.

I feel a warm hand touching my lower back, whispering in my ear, "That's enough. It's time to go home."

I turn to look at Taeyong and nod. I face back at the chaotic scene I caused and give one more alluring meaningful smile, shutting everyone up immediately.

"All the screaming has given me a massive headache. The clock has struck 12 and it is time for me to now go," I speak softly and airly while carrying an enticing smile.

I turn back around to Taeyong and the other boys, flipping my hair gracefully in the process, adding onto the flare surrounding me.

Jaemin must be proud of me. Even though he's considerably much younger than me, he is so scary when he's angry and shouting at me. I shiver a little just thinking about it.

I was the last one to enter the limo, but before I did, I turn my head slightly to look at all the staring guests and give them a captivating grin.

"What a freak..." I heard someone faintly say.

I don't respond to it and just get in the car. Freak? Yes! That means my mission is complete. Now all I have to do is wait for them to spread the rumour around.

Miss Freak has arrived.