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They were both casted, just so you know.
Komawo.
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Chanyeol auditioned, I didn't. I can't. The stage is not for me. We were happy when he got in, you can see it on his face that he likes what he's doing. Finally, he dropped out of that acting classes. He explained to me that he'll be attending classes during the day and will train at night.
I'm sure that this will be more stressful than the weeks when he was just attending the acting classes because he'll be going home later than the usual. I am seriously worried for him, he might not have time to rest.
I kissed Eomma's cheek and bid her goodbye, I was kind of hoping that Chanyeol will be waiting outside but who am I kidding? Of course, he can't fetch me. He's too tired. As of my ex suitor, we're awkward. Literally. I don't know how to act in front of him. Should I act innocent? Or should I ask him? I started walking my way to school.
Chanyeol was sleeping when I arrived, and I didn't bother waking him up. He needs more rest, I don't want to be selfish that I'll wake him up just to talk. The bell rang and I almost laughed when I saw how surprised he was, he almost fell off his chair.
The day just went on like that. It's either he's asleep or he was just listening. I took my extra notebook and copied the notes I've jot down, for him. Lunch came and Chanyeol immediately rushed outside the room. To meet Yejin, maybe? I stood up and approached Seungho, a classmate, "Seungho-ssi, you were late again." I reminded him, way of telling him to pay for the late fees.
He apologetically looked at me, "I forgot my wallet at home, Eunha-ssi. Mianhae,"
I jokingly rolled my eyes and sighed. I guess I have to pay it for him. "Arasseo, just don't be late again tomorrow." He nodded his head and I just smiled.
I have to go to the faculty room to pass the homeworks I collected earlier. Ugh. This is indeed a tiring day. "Annyeong haseyo," I bowed as I greeted the teachers inside, I directly went to our homeroom teacher's desk and handed the homeworks to her, "Is this complete?"
I nodded my head, mentally sighing. It wasn't complete earlier because Chanyeol didn't pass his, I think he forgot about it so in the end, I made one for him. I bowed again and was about to leave when she called me, "Can you check these for me? I have an errand to run,"
My mouth parted as I looked at the exam papers, but then I found my self saying, "Ne, seonsaeng-nim,"
She stood up and patted my shoulder, "Komawo, Eunha-ssi. I'll just give incentives for it,"
I heaved a sigh once more when she left, I grabbed the monobloc chair and started checking the test papers. The disadvantages of being the class president.
An hour passed and I am not yet on the one fourth of these papers. I can notice the other teachers preparing to go home while I am still here, helpless. After another hour I decided to leave already, it's getting late and I have promised Chanyeol's mom to help in Vivapolo. That's more important than checking these test papers.
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Few days had passed and I am here in Chanyeol's house, I was helping him folding these origamis. He told me that he wants to make 100 origamis for Yejin. I think he's planning to give it on their hundredth day. Sweet, right? Yejin is so lucky to have him. And as his best friend, I offered to help. I placed it all in the jar, "It's already 71," I smiled at him and he smiled back.
Then his phone suddenly started ringing, I saw how he smiled when he picked it up. Must be Kim Yejin. I slightly shook my head and started folding, "Ne?" I heard him say using that oh-so-sweet tone, "Mwo? Wae?" I glanced at him when his voice changed, it became serious, his eyebrows are almost forming a straight line. I put down the origami that I was making, he looked at me and said, "Gurae... Gwaenchanha... Annyeong." Then he put down his phone, he even sniffed as he went back to folding the origamis.
"Wae? What's wrong?"
He lifted his face, then and there I knew that something was wrong. A sad smile was shown on his face as he says the words, "She broke up with me."
My mouth opened in awe.
W-What?
"W-What do you mean by she broke up with you?"
How did that happen?
Omona.
He just shrugged and smiled. How can he smile at times like this? What does that Kim Yejin think? How can she hurt Chanyeol like this? I don't know if I should be angry at Yejin or not because I don't really know what happened between them. Who knows? Maybe Chanyeol flirted with other girls and she caught him. Ugh. Or maybe, they're really not fated to end up together.
My mind is too crowded by these thoughts before I found myself giving him a hug, a very tight hug. I patred his back, "It's okay, maybe she's not really for you." He nodded his head when I moved away, "Let's just finish this," he said.
I don't actually know the purpose of finishing this, but I kind of understand. Chanyeol is the type of guy who finishes everything he started because for him, quitting is such a coward thing to do. I gave him a reassuring smile and resumed helping him. When we were done, he placed the jar on top of the piano. He was just smiling the whole day, like his girlfriend or I must say 'ex girlfriend' did not just broke up with him.
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It's been months since they broke up. I was always with him everyday, and just like what we usually do we're going to the SM building where the trainees are being trained. SM has three buildings. First, where the artists stay and practice. The second is for the trainees and for the auditions. Third, where the business happens, the office.
"Are you sure you're going to wait for me? You can just go home," He said but I stubbornly shook my head, "I want to stay here,"
"But we're going to stay late tonight," He said. I bit my nails but I stopped when he hit my hand, "Stop doing that,"
I caressed my hand, it turned red. Hmp. "Fine. I'll just go to Vivapolo and help Eomeoni, but I'll go back here to fetch you," I smiled in victory when he finally sighed, sign that he's giving up this conversation, "Fine." He kissed my cheek, "I'm going inside. Take care okay?"
I nodded my head and started walking away when he entered the building. I am kind of worried about him. It seems like he liked Yejin a lot because until now, he never had a girlfriend again. How long has it been again? Two months? Three? I'm not sure.
"Annyeong haseyo, Eomeoni." I smiled at her and kissed her cheek, "You're waiting for Chanyeol again?" She said as she slightly hugged me.
"Ne," I wore the apron, grabbed the notepad and the menus. A smile was plastered on my face as I walked towards one table, "Annyeong haseyo," I gave them the menus, "Welcome to Vivapolo," They told me their orders and I repeated again for clarification, then I went to the counter to submit their orders. And that's what I repeatedly do all night, getting the customers' orders.
I was waiting for new customers near the entrance when Eomeoni called me, she motioned me to cme to her place and I did, "This is Eunha," She introduced me to the older women who were eating in the table.
"Annyeong haseyo," I smiled shyly after bowing.
"Aigoo! Is this Chanyeol's girlfriend?" One of them asked.
I mentally giggled when I heard that. It sounds good but it won't happen. I'm sure it won't.
"She's Chanyeol's best friend," Eomeoni said.
Right. Because I am Chanyeol's best friend, and I will never cross that line.
The one who asked smiled, "She seems like a nice girl, she's even helping you here and they would also be a great match. It would've been better if she's Chanyeol's girlfriend," The rest of the ladies in table agreed.
I lowered my head, I can feel my cheeks blushing. Omona. You don't have any right to blush, Eunha! You're just his best friend!
Eomeoni held my shoulder, pulling me closer, "Ne, they really do. It's really disappointing that Chanyeol kept this girl just to be his best friend,"
Omo. Is Eomeoni telling them that she likes me for Chanyeol? Omo. Omo. Why is she like this? Eomeoni, why are you like this? I know I have something for your son and sorry for your disappointment but being friends is all we can be.
I quickly excused myself when new customers came, thankfully. I wanted to escape their awkward topic. I don't know who they are, maybe Eomeoni's friends, but I hope not to see them when I'm with Chanyeol because I'm sure that they will tease us and that will be annoyingly awkward for Chanyeol and me.
××
I stood up from sitting on the pavement when I saw Chanyeol came out, "Hey," He said but my eyes landed on the little guy he's with. I looked at Chanyeol, mentally asking him who this guy is. Gladly, he realized what I'm thinking, "Ah! This is Oh Sehun, a co trainee."
The handsome little guy bowed, "Annyeong haseyo,"
I smiled at him. He is so cute that I can't remove my eyes from him, "Annyeong haseyo! Shin EunHa imnida." I slightly bowed my head, and introduced myself.
"He will be going home with us tonight," Chanyeol stated, I nodded my head. My eyes still staring at Oh Sehun.
I can sense that he will be such a handsome idol someday. I can already imagine him wearing nice clothes, performing on stage. Omo. He'll look so good. I'll be a fan for sure.
"Kaja," Chanyeol said, making my thoughts disappear. Aish. This guy! I'm just starting to stare at Oh Sehun's face but he interfered that soon. :(
We started to walk our way to the subway station, and I suddenly had the courage to ask Oh Sehun some questions. "How old are you, Sehuna?" I giggled and looked at him, "Is it alright if I call you 'Sehuna'?"
He smiled at me. Omona! Omona! Ottoke? "Ne, Noona." And then the feels dissappeared too. Calling me Noona is not a nice thing to do, Sehun-ssi. "I'm 16, Noona." His voice is so cuuuuuuuute. Sad thing, I just turned 17.
Then I remembered, omona! Chanyeol's turning 18 already next month. Chanyeol faked a cough, I frowned because he started talking to Sehun about their trainee lives and I am sure out of place that I couldn't even relate, so I ended up walking silently beside them. That was your purpose, right? Chanyeol?
We rode the train and they were still talking endlessly until Sehun got off, and he said goodbye already. I sighed. Don't worry, Eunha. You still have tomorrow to see that cute little dongsaeng.
"Are you sure you don't want to audition?" Chanyeol asked while we're walking on our way to my house. I glanced at him and smiled, "I don't want to."
He draped his arm around my shoulders again, "Wae?" He whispered, I noticed his voice changing. It's getting deeper and deeper everyday, "You're wasting the opportunity, it's fun. Come on, life is short."
I gave him a sad smile, "That was my reason. Life is short."
He seemed troubled with what I said, "Huh?"
I shook my head, "Life is too short and I don't want to waste my time on getting people's attention. You know that it's not my thing, but it's yours."