If Rosé Park were to describe Dr. Jaehyun Jung before, she'd say without thinking twice that he's a snobbish, self-centered antipathic guy who doesn't tinker a damn. However, now that she got to know him better, she figured out that Jaehyun is a man...
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Eating along with Jaehyun in the dining table is painful. It is a superb thing that Mrs. Cho is here with us to ease the tension that is growing between the two of us. My awkwardness recede a dainty bit, too.
She's the one who sustained the conversation with Jaehyun. On the other hand, I don't talk that much. I just either nod, shake my head, smile, laugh, or so. I busied myself in contentedly eating the dish that Mrs. Cho cooked for us.
While digging in my delicious food, it badgers me every possible inch of me if Jaehyun knows what I unwittingly did and allegedly said. I desperately hope he would let me slip away this time. I am terrified that after this, Jaehyun might start avoiding me. I wish not. I need Jaehyun to remain updated on what's going on in Seoul and of course, to keep myself entertained.
Really? That's just it? My inner conscience says. God! Even my self is betraying me.
I feel like I befall such a terrible person for thinking of doing some malicious things to Doc. I feel like I did millions of grave mistakes to Doc. Now, how am I supposed to talk to him?
Whereas, I keep on steering clear of him. Meanwhile, Jaehyun keeps on bearing a brief look at me now and then. There's a hint of chief amusement and baseless accusations in his eyes as if he accurately knows what I did previously.
I'm thanking God for making Mrs. Cho be here with us right now. I'm also relieved that Tippy, the cat took care of my entertainment. He keeps on brushing his body to my legs the whole interval of time.
With a quick duration of time, the three of us finished eating. Jaehyun and I tried giving a hand in helping Mrs. Cho in cleaning the table, but Mrs. Cho scolded us.
"Do not bother helping; I can do it on my own. You should just bring Rosé home, Yoonoh. Besides, it's almost midnight now."
That indicates me to glance in my wristwatch. It's already 10:00 midnight. I have classes tomorrow, so I basically need to go home now and take a rest.
Jaehyun halted helping and sat back on the chair.
"Will you still drive me home, Doc? You don't need to. You should sleep." I said.
He gazed at me; his forehead creased like often. "It's late. I'm just gonna drive you home."
I brushed my hand in the air, signaling him 'no'. "Don't bother, Doc. It's still early."
His eyebrow furrowed even more. His eyes narrowed as if he's trying to decode what's with me.
"What's the problem if I drive you home?" He asked innocently which pissed me off.
"I am burdening you too much," I lied.
"You'll burden me more if something terrible happens to you in the street. I am responsible for you therefore I'll be the first suspect for I'm the one who let you roam around the town in this late night."
