"Just maybe, creating another reality with you isn't so bad after all, Jaemin."
He's persistent and she's stubborn, add some bumpers on the road and it's already one hell of a life story.
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"Don't be so naive. I want nothing to do with you."
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"Wow, i still can't believe what just happened." Taehyun said sadly. I shrugged and sat down on the railing of the stairs in attempting to slide down but Taehyun pulled me down and slid his right arm around my waist for balance.
"You're gonna fall if you do that." He smiled and let me go. I looked away to avoid eye contact anymore because his eyes were so sly and inviting, it could make me stare for hours. Sounds of squeaking shoes slid down the halls and stopped near us. "Y/N, you're not working?"
I looked at Jaemin who was catching his breath. Did he ran here? "I'm here too you know." Taehyun sighed and stood closer to me. "Sorry, I don't care about you anyways-." I clicked my tongue making him look at me. "Why did you agree in changing your tasks?" I asked coldly. Jaemin tensed up and stared at the floor.
"Are you deaf? She asked you-." I tapped Taehyun's arm to make him quiet. I don't need everyone intervening my problems. "Jia was the one who told me that she couldn't do any kitchen work. How am i suppose to-." "And you agreed? Just because she wants to? You do know she forced both of them to give her their clothes right?" I gripped on the railing.
"Well what was I supposed to do?" He scoffed and took a step closer. "Seriously? You know what, let's just go Taehyun." I pulled his arm again to go back. "Listen to me!" Jaemin grabbed both of my shoulders and gripped them tightly, making me wince. "Get your hands off her, asshole." Taehyun pushed him away.
"You don't get it!" He yelled. Is he going crazy? "You know what, Na Jaemin?" I said tiringly. "Don't be so naive. I want nothing to do with you." I gave him one last glare and stomped away. Shits fucked up at this point.
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The day came to an end. I'm currently sitting on my kitchen chair while waiting for the water to boil so i can cook ramen. Lulu watched me in anticipation from the floor. I revised the whole day and thought of how stupid everything was.
"I'm tired." I bang my head on the table repeatedly. Suddenly, my phone rang. I got up and answered the phone without looking at the caller id. "Hello?" I asked and sat back down.
"It's been a long time hasn't it, my daughter?" I froze in my seat. Shit. Shit. Shit. How could i forget the look at the caller id? But still it's an unknown number. Damn, I should've thought it through. "How have you been?" Mother asked, gently. "Better." Short answers are the best when talking to her.
"Really? I've been wondering when are you going to visit us? I'm quite disappointed." I gritted my teeth and forced myself to answer. "Soon, mother." The line went silent for a bit. "Do you have a boyfriend yet?" "No." I poured my ramen in the bowl quietly.
"Have you eaten dinner?" "I'm about to, mother." Her breath hitched. "This late? That's no good. Well, i have to go now. I'm expecting to see you very soon." Before i could answer, she hung up. Rude.
I ruffled my hair and stared at the ramen with no appetite. Still, it's no good to waste.
"You should eat more vegetables, Y/N."
"Go and exercise. Stop binging on anime."
"If you want to be the best, then strive for it."
"Never slack off."
All of those dumb words still get to me until now. "I should've laid low."
