(English ver) I'm (Not) Allow to Love You // 널 사랑할 수 없(있)어

I'm (Not) Allow to Love You Part 3

"As expected from a Youngkyong," said Chinye with a laugh, "always happens every year, right?"

Apparently the clamor was caused by dozens of packs of chocolate falling from Youngkyong's locker when she opened it. Oh, there are a few flowers, bouquet crammed in such a way and even a few letters on the floor. Youngkyong can only be gasped a deep breath as she began to pick up the goods.

"I could be diabetic if I eat all this chocolate. Take as much as you like, Chinye," pleaded Youngkyong.

"Oh, I should not. They give it to you, how can it be me who ate it," said Chinye while helping Youngkyong, "I guess to stop this all, you should start going out with someone. By official, I mean."

"Are you okay? Or need help?" I asked as I stepped closer.

"Ah we're okay miss, don't worry," replied Chinye while standing for a moment.

"Wow! Chocolate! Can I have it?" Chungdae suddenly appeared from behind and made a boisterous atmosphere.

"Take it, but help us clean up," pleaded Youngkyong.

I shook my head and move on to the hallway lockers of middle school and high school teachers on after the hallway of student lockers. I just remembered today is Valentine's Day, that's why there are a lot of romantic knick knacks are sold everywhere lately. Valentine ... chocolate. Ah I remember the last time I celebrate Valentine with a boyfriend. I think this is my third year to celebrate Valentine's Day alone. Oh well, it's not important. While a little daydreaming, I feel surprised when I open my locker, something in brown feathers fell out. I picked it up and it turned out to be a stuffed dog that is half the size of my locker. I'm confused, who gave me a doll? Then I realized there was a bar of chocolate also in my locker, there is a small card and in it there is an inscription "Happy Valentine's Day, Miss Baek" typed neatly in it. There was no sender's name. Who gave me a gift? Still amazed, I just leave it in my locker, until I took it back later on when I go home. Whoever it was who gave them to me, thank you. I won't leave behind a cute doll there. And I like chocolate. So, I'll take it rather than it's being waste away.

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"Ah, I'm tired ..."

I ambled toward the apartment. Lately the job of correcting assignments and tests of students begin to accumulate again. This is what happens when you teach 10 classes at once. I was hungry but too lazy to looking for dinner. I just want to sleep. Ah, there are broken street lights near the apartment again. I do not know how or whom to report to or whether anyone had reported about this. I'll find out on the internet. Wait, suddenly I have bad feeling ... I heard a noise since I got out of the subway station and I have feeling that I was being followed ... I turned around. There is no one behind me. The ambiance was quiet and a bit dark. I'm not afraid of mysticism, which is precisely what I'm afraid of is human, because human's behavior can be more violent than the devil. Maybe it's just my thought because I was tired. I kept walking, but a little faster. And I heard the steps again. I looked back and there was no one again. It's not right. I decided to run but the next second I hit something and fell.

"Miss Baek!"

I found myself sitting on the floor and something, rather someone, who just I hit apparently was Donghyun.

"Min Donghyun?"

"I'm sorry, miss, are you okay?"

She held out her hands and helped me up. Gosh, this is embarrassing. I tried to pat my pants and cleared my throat.

"What are you doing here?"

"Ah, I've just visited my uncle. His house is at the apartment complex over there," said Donghyun pointing to the apartment building near my apartment building, "and what about miss? You look kinda scared."

It would be a shame if I told what I had experienced. I'm afraid I'm just being paranoid.

"I ... this building. Yes, I'm going home," I laughed nervously, pointing to my apartment building.

"Come miss, I'll accompany you."

"You don't need to do that, it's late, you should go home."

"Precisely because it was night. My parents taught us to accompany the women and escorted them to the front, where they live."

I have not finished digesting his words, Donghyun slowly take off my backpack from my back and draped around his shoulder which is vacant. He is using another shoulder to carry his own backpack. I'm sure he went here directly after school.

I smiled at him, "Okay. Thanks Donghyun."

"Not a big problem, miss."

And I did not hear any steps again until I got safely enter my apartment. Maybe all it was just hallucinations.

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