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Kim Taereen, the girl who was known for her dark and scary aura. Everyone in the school either loves her or scared of her. She has almost everything. She's pretty, tall, smart, has an norm...
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1M YUM1
“UNNIEEE!!!”, “HA! HWAJOON!!!”, “OH MY! YOU'RE MINA, RIGHT?”, “TAEREEN, COME IN!”. Screams started to fill the house when we arrived. HwaJoon and Mina greeted Dachae Unnie while I pulled Taereen inside without any hesitation. This ain't my house but I'mma goin' to have fun here. “Hey, HwaJoon!” I said as I smacked her head. “You didn't prepare anything yet! What a dumbo.” I muttered, looking around the kitchen.
“Mother and Father aren't home today, you should be thankful!” she whined. I looked at her and it looks like she's about to cry. “Now, there, there. I didn't mean to.” I patted her back and went to the living room. “Ma'am, can you please order some pizza, burgers, fries, and drinks for us? I will pay for it.” Mina said. “Oh yes, of course! Ms. Han.” a maid said and hurried to the kitchen. I looked at HwaJoon and she's busy playing with young Euna.
“HEY! HWAJOON! WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING THERE! AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO TURN ON THE TV, PLACE A TABLE HERE, ORDER SNACKS, AND GATHER EVERYONE?!” I screamed. “WHY DO YOU KEEP ON BOTHERING ME?! YOU DO IT.” She spat back and pointed at me. Huh! Fine! I stood up and turn on the humongous TV and set it on YouTube. I rearranged the living room while the others were busy with their own lives.
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K1M TA3R33N
“Hey, you're doing it the wrong way.” Dachae spat out. “Well, I don't know how to do it but you insisted on making me do it!” I said, and let go of the spoon. “Just say you don't know how to cook.” she smirked. “Huh! Who's the one who served me hotdogs and eggs for 2 weeks straight?” I said, rolled my eyes, and stomped back to the living room. “Oh hey, Mina.” I gave her a high five.
“Hey, Taereen.” she said back. Just chillax, my dear self. I glanced over the clock and it was already nine. BRO. 1 hour before the premiere. “WHAT THE HECK! ITS ALREADY NINE AND WE HAVEN'T PREPARED EVERYTHING YET. HEY, HWAJOON, STOP PLAYING WITH EUNA. SHE DOESN'T LIKE YOU!” I screamed. “What's wrong with you all? This is my house!” HwaJoon defended with a cute stomp.
