STUBBORN HEARTS<3 (complete)

The Pest Never Fails

sensation. From disgust, I'm sure.

“Don't touch-!”

“SHUT UP!” he snapped. Then, he clicked his tongue. “You've bruised yourself” he said.

“All thanks to you! If you didn't-!”

“Can't you keep your mouth shut just for a second?”

“Ya! How dare you shut me up?!? If you happen to remember, you're just a servant here. You

don't have the right to boss me around!”

“And if you also happen to remember, you agreed to follow EVERYTHING I say in exchange of

me tutoring you. And I say you shut up. If you don't want your father to hold off your card

forever, then just do what I say”

I bit my tongue to stop myself from bickering back. As much as I LOATHED to admit it, he was

right. I need something from him. I should behave. I've only got one week to spend with his foul

mood, ugly face and pestering words.

A deafening silence stretched between us as he applied his so-called ointment. There's a warmth

feeling and thrilling sensation where his fingers were, sending goosebumps all over me. For sure,

it's from disgust. Ugh! I can't believe I'm tolerating this. I swear, after this, I'm gonna spend the

whole day in the shower or tub just to brush off the feel and “infection” his hands left on me.

“I'll be back in thirty minutes, then we'll start your lessons-”

“Now? But it's Saturday! Saturdays are supposed to be for parties, clubbing, hanging out-”

“Yes, now” he cut off.

“Fine” I rambled.

After a while, I felt the pain lessened. Hmm, not bad. I pushed myself up and found out that I can

now sit and move without feeling that much pain.

“Ready?”

I looked up then scowled. “It's already thirty minutes? But I barely-”

“You want me to tutor you or not?”

The corners of my lips twitched in irritation as I stood up and slowly walked towards my desk.

And the agonizing and boring discussion started.

“Can't we have a break?” I complained, dropping my face on the desk. He looked at me with

disbelief.

“We barely started” he said.

“Barely started? We already covered 3/4 of the book!” I exclaimed, voice rising to hysteria.

He chuckled once. “Here, answer this. No cheating. I'm just going to get something” he said as

he gave me a paper and stood up. He was already at the door when he reminded me I should not

cheat. Ha! Bu he wouldn't know, right? How could he? He can't read minds, can he? So, how

would he know I cheated? Haha! I'm so brilliant. He he he.

Later. . .

I was lounging comfortably on my chair when the pest entered the room again with an ice cream!

My eyes went wide as I felt myself starting to drool for the ice cream.

“Tsk, you cheated, didn't you?”

“I did not!” I denied.

“Yes, you did. I'm sure of it”

“I am not lying! I did not cheat!”

“Your ears turn red everytime you lie or you feel guilty or evertyime you did something wrong.

And they're as red as tomatoes right now”

My hands went to my ears and they felt warm to my touch.

“Tsk, I'm supposed to give this ice cream as a prize, but since you cheated. . .” his voice trailed

off.

“B-but. . .I. . I can get myself in-”

“This is the last one”

“Then I'll retake the exercise!” I blurted out, then added in a small voice. “Just give me that”

He laughed. “Here” he said. I grabbed the glass out of his hand and quickly and excitedly

spooned for it.

After devouring the ice cream in, he gave a different set of exercises. After taking a VERY

LONG time in answering them, he started checking it, shaking his head every now and then. He

would then explain the correct answers to me and why my answers were wrong. I started to feel

sleepy as his voice droned on and on. I yawned out loudly. Then, I felt my mind starting to

wander to dreamland.

The following morning. . .

I climbed out of bed and scratched my head as I went to the bathroom. My eyes widen as I saw

my face in the mirror.

“KWOON JIYYOONGG!” I shrieked and started marching towards his room, but he wasn't

there. I climbed down the stairs and searched for him. I saw him doing his gardening duties.

“YA!”

He looked up then started laughing. I fumed, balling my fists tightly.

“Does my face look like a painting canvass or a coloring book to you?!?”

“That's your punishment for sleeping on me last night” he laughed. “You got to admit, I did a

great job” still, he laughs.

“TAKE THIS DIRTY THINGS OFF MY FACE RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!”

I saw him redirected the hose to me. I closed my eyes as I suddenly felt cold water hit my face.

“KWON JIYONG”