Unfair || Byun Baekhyun

Chapter 9: Groceries

It was a nice day out. It was about time she gotten some fresh air.

She paid for the produce and actually took her time to take a gander around the market, trying a couple samples from other stands and even buying some treats with the remaining money her father gave her. She paused at one particular stand, a flower stand with an array of colorful flowers.

"Excuse me, sir?" she called out to the owner of the stand. Once getting elderly man's attention, she bared him a shy smile, holding up her phone to him. "Do you mind if I take a picture of these? They're gorgeous."

"Go on ahead," the man beamed back her, gesturing for her to do so.

With a smile, she bent down to get a good angle of the gorgeous bouquet of forget-me-nots. She even took a couple more pictures of the daffodils and the carnations which were in full bloom. After taking the pictures, she checked them out in the gallery of her phone, highly pleased at how well they looked even on the poor quality of her phone. "Thank you so much, sir," she told the vendor with a small nod, as she stood back up.

"I see you still like taking pictures, huh?" The hair on the back of Ji Eun's stood on end at the familiar voice. Out of all days she went outside into the world, he just had to be here? She whipped her head at the man, a prominent scowl to her face. Jong Hoon held up his hands defensively, taking a step back at the threatening look. "Ji Eun, I'm by myself right now, I swear."

The short haired girl scoffed at him, gaze storming over. "You didn't follow me here, did you?"

"No, that's creepy, isn't it?" the male uttered. He held up the few bags he had himself. "I just so happened to need to go grocery shopping just like you do."

"On the same day."

"Yes, on the same day."

Ji Eun bid a kind goodbye to the flower vendor, turned her heel, and stormed off the opposite direction from Jong Hoon. The guy, however, trailed right behind her, a string of apologies for his girlfriend's behavior and himself falling from his lips. Ji Eun tried to go on about her business, tasting a couple samples here and there, and stopping to admire the view at the piles of fresh fruit, but the boy didn't ease up. He was seriously at her every step, breathing her very air, begging for her forgiveness.

She stopped at one particular stand, which sold a bunch of mangoes, her favorite fruit. "Hello, can I have four of these mangoes?" she asked the vendor, despite feeling Jong Hoon's damn presence right behind her.

The man nodded and proceeded to pluck four mangoes from the pile and carefully putting them into a plastic bag. He then told her the price Ji Eun had to pay for them.

The girl paused, noticing how high the price was. Her lips formed a thin line as she looked into her wallet for change. It's not like she didn't have enough, but really, that much for four mangoes?

She fished out the right amount of change and was about to hand it over to the man, until a hand had grasped her wrist, stopping before she could. "Yah, what's your deal with grabbing my wrist like that lately?" She barked at Jong Hoon.

The male didn't pay her complaint any attention. "Sir, you're overpricing the fruit," Jong Hoon told the vendor, the tone of his voice deadly serious. "You shouldn't be scamming people, mostly innocent girls that might not know any better." Ji Eun opened her mouth to make a rebuttal in her defense, but was cut off. "I am working my way to be a lawyer and if I find out that you are, in fact, overpricing the produce, I'll have to take action."

The vendor shifted uncomfortably in his stand and then in a low voice, he uttered a price much more reasonable for Ji Eun. She paid the vendor, gotten her change, and the two bid an awkward goodbye to the fuming mango man.