"I am sad to say that the scholarships will be accepting only one of the two candidates. Unless, of course, one of you decides to turn it down," Director Lee Sooman said to us and I frowned at the idea.
Turn it down? Why would I do that?
"I'll try my best, sir," Lee Jeno said politely, his hand clasped on his lap and I scoffed. What a wolf in sheep's clothing! He wants to steal something that is mine!
"What are you studying to be?" I asked the male who turned to look at me.
"A psychologist."
"Only crazy people know crazy people," I blurted out and he turned red. I saw his hand turn into fists but he forced himself to give me a tight-lipped smile.
"Look, Jaemin. I'm not saying I hate hate the guy. All I'm saying is that I have a lot of bad blood with him," I said to Jaemin who was on the phone with me. I looked out of my car window to see Jeno walking on the side of the road, with his bike beside him. He stopped for a moment and I saw him pick up a piece of plastic on the floor before throwing it in the trashcan.
Wow. How environmentally friendly.
"How can anyone have bad blood with Jeno?" Na Jaemin asked me. "Besides, if it's about the scholarship, you have enough money to go there without a scholarship. You're Kim Doyoung's sister, Jesus Christ. I think Jeno needs it more."
"Things in the world don't come for free, Jaemin," I said, Jeno finally on his bike and biking towards a certain block. It was my block. I frowned. "Is Jeno rich? He's biking in the area near my house. He stopped in front of Lee Haechan's house."
"Jeno? No," Jaemin said. "No idea where he lives though. He's very private."
I saw Jeno try the front door, my eyes widening when I saw that he sighed to himself. He propped his bike by the wall, pulling his sleeves up when he jumped up. Why was he climbing Haechan's wall? Oh no.
