Who's That Guy? | Yuta [Book 1] ✓

13 | 'what thing? i'm ... i'm thingless...'

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        "WHAT'S THIS I'M HEARING ABOUT things not working out as you had hoped?"

        The brunette rolled her eyes, tempted to hang up. Not because she was pissed, instead she wasn't in the mood for any big brother nagging. But she missed his voice so, so much, that she couldn't. It would've probably been a good idea to have told the girls not to mention anything. "Missed you too, Chullie."

        "I'm being serious, Eun Ra." She thought he sounded almost on the verge of yelling. Heechul was mad, although she couldn't comprehend why. If anyone was to vent, it was her. She had to deal with Mr. You're-ruining-my-life. It was two weeks now and they still weren't seeing eye to eye. Though, it was shocking to think he hadn't figured out her plans yet. Except he was not at smart as she gave him credit for.

        "Before you go on to ask about how messed up its been for me, it wouldn't hurt you to go through with the pleasantries," she retorted, annoyed.

        The line went quiet and Eun Ra had to pause unbuttoning her shirt to be sure Heechul was still there. That's when she heard his silent count in Spanish. While Heechul couldn't speak anything outside Korean, it gave him pride and joy to think that having learnt the numbers one through ten - thanks to Eric - made him a bonafide Spaniard. Even though he bragged about how it calmed his nerves, Eun Ra didn't think she ever heard him get past tres.

        Just like she'd predicted, he stopped at three and then continued. "Fine," he sighed, "how's school? We miss you. Hansol, your mom-"

        "Whoa, whoa, woah, back up a sec," she cut him short. "Hansol misses me?"

        "Your mom's a forlorn mess and the thing that grabs your attention is that kid?"

        "Chullie," she whined.

        "Okay, okay," he caved in. Pulling the phone away from her ear, Eun Ra put it on loud speaker, placed it on her bed and then resumed undressing. "Once or twice, he's tried engaging in conversation with me. Can you believe he's actually come to my salon three times this week? I'm almost certain he's trying to ask for your number except he doesn't know how."

        "What the hell are you waiting for? My consent? Give it to him already," she urged without a second thought.

        Tugging the shirt off of her quickly, she let it drop to the pile with her blazer and tie. A freak accident had Jennie, one of Jisoo's good friends, spilling her plate of tuna salad on her. Getting a whiff of the poignant smell was enough to have Mr. Lim sending her off to the dorms - which were off limits during school hours - without a permit. Eun Ra opted for changing in her room, something she never got to do considering it was at the risk of her identity. The wraps that aided in flattening her chest were coming off as well. The fish smell had managed to seep through the pores of her both her school and inner shirt.

        Feeling adventurous, she pulled it off of her - she was only a hundred percent sure that no one would be showing up. Especially not any of her roommates.

        "I told you, no dating till after college and I say so." Heechul reminded and she found herself rolling her eyes a second time.