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Ch 16 | 1 nyeon
Who's excited about the BTS movie?
Jungkook |
1 year(nyeon) later~
I burst out laughing as she fell on her face. Oops, it wasn't my fault that I left my rubber hex dumbbell on the floor.
I hold on my laughter seeing her literally falling on the floor like a chicken; her hair is everywhere making a bird's nest. Don't tell me she'll go to college dressed up as a beggar!
Ewww! I subconsciously scrunch my nose. This lady needs a serious make-over.
"Jungkook!" Speaking of the woman.
"What!"
"You! Can't you be more organized!" She's so annoying.
Sometimes I want to duct tape her annoying mouth and lock her in a small ass dark closet. She can suffocate for all I care.
...yet sometimes I don't want to. I'm unhealthily getting used to her annoying, parenting acts. Even after a year passed she didn't change, hell I think she became even shorter or maybe I'm just growing.
I have a very clear view of her being a minion in the future no offense but then again I don't give a fuck.
Reality is the reality, why pretend that someone is perfect.
Sometimes the child celebrities annoy me to death with their fake smiles and little twirl with their hair.
They're scared to approach me but not scared to flirt with me from afar —I'm only 12, these people seriously have issues with their morality.
Are they expecting a knight in shining armor to trail them in the dance floor and spin them to the point their ass falls off? Fake ass donkeys.
All they can do is flash me their professional hair twirling and smile broadly showing off their massive, yellow teeth. There's this rare thing called the 'dentist' but I bet they never heard of IT before.
They all look like massive blob fish.
—And those ugly old pigs need to stop bringing up their daughters to me and show off enough to take their daughter's hand in marriage.
I'm not taking any shit of arranged marriage since my childhood. Especially being bound to that one fucking person for the rest of my life!
"Jungkook!" I roll my eyes at the girl on the floor and turn away to my room.
I ignore her walking away.
"Jungkook, watch tod-"
"Blah! Blah! Blah! Blah!" I keep walking blocking her voice out with mine.
If I'm ever going to keep a girl close to me in the future it will be the idiot on the floor and no one else.
I don't want plastic or any natural clowns.
——
Mirae |
I glare at his back retreating. He's so notorious.
Though I smile, I think everything is going fine with me and Jungkook. He's not as cold as before but well maybe still —you know okay-ish.
"By the way, you see to be the bird's toilet. It's sitting right on top of your hair" his voice intervened.
Or, maybe not.
I stood up widening my eyes at the time. All I had to see is the time and off I go to my room quickly grabbing my stuff and head out of the villa waving a goodbye to the entrance guard.
I walked-run very fast occasionally fixing my hair checking from the car windows.
If sonic boom was real then life would've been easier. I scrambled in the bus squishing through a large pile of sweaty human beings anticipating till my stop showed up.
I run for my life passing several crowded streets, occasionally hitting people in the process and mutter quick 'sorries'.
I don't know how long it took but I'm panting like a stray dog. I couldn't miss this lesson we're going to have our finals after a few weeks.
I check my wristwatch satisfied that I made it within 30 minutes. I grin tiredly holding my fist in victory.
"Mirae going to college," A flower lady asks offering me a daisy.
"Ne" I smile taking the daisy.
And then finally everything will be over I'll take my degree in both psychology or fashion but depending on which practical or exam I do better.
"Mirae!" Some slender arms wrap around my neck flashing her full weight on me.
"Unnie" I whine trying to pry her off me.
She's kind of obsessed with me she would baby me whenever we're at lunch or scold me if I forgot something, adding on to her never-ending talk about boys.
She really likes this one person apparently she calls him Hope or I think is Hobi.
He kind of sounds familiar but whatever, I don't really care I have my exams and a devil at home to worry abou- home?
I wish I had something like that to call. My mother literally threw me to Jungkook's family so that she can receive money from them every month completely getting me out of the picture and feed Dongwook and shower him with love.
All these thoughts upset me to my stomach, why can't I have a mother like Jungkook. So caring, soft-hearted for her child. I don't care if she bugs me to eat lunch all the times or keep babying me.
I just wanted a mother that loves me unconditionally. I don't care if we don't have money I just want love in my life, I have no one.
Appa used to take my side all the times when mom disregarded me but the moment they started getting huge amounts from Jungkook's family. I am no one to him but just a source of income.
Can money really bring love?
"Ayego, why are you so sad" Jennie pinched my cheeks, squashing them to death while puckering her lips. I told you she's obsessed with me.
"I'm fine-"
"No, you're not! Do you want me to tell you an exciting news that will lighten up your mood" I roll my eyes at her, it's probably a boy again?
"I don't care"
"You should! You'll thank me after this. Now Mirae what's this week's topic of gossip" she literally jumped excitedly. I scrunch my nose upwards not caring at all.
"I'm going to be late for my-"
"Class" she finished off.
She grinned linking her arms with mine literally sticking me by her side. At first, I thought she was a bad bitch with a lot of minions and an evil queenka of this college.
But actually, she befriended me at first claiming me as an innocent hamster that needs protection. She is very weird but I still love her.
She ditched her minions hanging around with me from my first day, and always dragging me shopping with her.
We went to class bidding our goodbyes. I am a loner in my class but I talk to only one person I think his name is Jin. He's nice and apparently, he's engaged to a famous actor.
I'm not even surprised anymore I'm attending a legit private college for the rich.
"Class dismissed" we stood up making our way out. Jennie and I are in different classes while I do psychology she studies business but we both have the same fashion class.
"Now guess the topic!"
"I don't know!" I pouted. She grinned holding my hands pulling me in front of a notice board in front of the student council meeting office.
She pointed at a pink large poster. I squinted my eyes getting closer... What can be so enlightening to be the weeks' gossip? Everything in this college is so cliche and childish, I just need to study get a job and a roof over my head nothing else and nothing more.
To all students in Seoul academy,
Fashion week is a week blah, blah, blah blah
This article is hella long.
Fashion competition will be here by held for a quick run in the fashion world on the 19th of July 2019. There will be 2 winners.
The 1st winner will be gifted with a scholarship to France and win 50K.
The 2nd winner will be gifted with a scholarship to France and win 25K
Wow, that's intense. So how is this exciting... Wait. Scholarship to FRANCE!! and win 50K! Daebak.
Judges: Hyun A, Jeon So Mi, G-dragon, Bang-PD.
"We have to enter this!" Jennie screamed in my ears.
"What no we have a 0.001% chance of winning" I retorted.
"For YOU not me" she bashed back.
This drama queen will do anything for fashion. I sighed rethinking about this awesome chance to study abroad if I ever get picked.
"You enter. I'm not entering"
"What No! You're entering with me you're my best friend and my sister. There's no way I'm going there alone" she pouted.
She gave me puppy eyes sticking her bottom lip out. She looks like a crow but because I'm nice I rolled my eyes nodding my head.
"Omo! Is that a YES!"
"Ne" I smile.
She giggled holding my hands with her and skipping in the corridors like a kangaroo. I'm walking like a zombie with a Harley Quinn/kangaroo next to me. What have I gotten my self into!
I hope Jungkook will be pleased with my creativity if I ever win. That will teach him that I ain't useless as he thinks.
We got out of college after we had an hour intervention for our final designs for our up-coming textiles practical. Then we went to the mall for a quick window shopping, life was very long with Jennie and so we've gone to our homes bidding a lovely goodbye.
Life is not royalty, unlike someone!
"Jungkook! What the-"
I stare at a 12-year-old devil mixing chocolate and green stuff on a bowl. The kitchen is basically been made a hell whole by our lovely Jungkook.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Well I asked for a chocolate cake but they decided to not listen to me by taking my mom's order so I'm standing up for my self. Simple as that"
This Kid!
"You've ruined the kitchen. Where's your mom?"
"Paying a visit in hell"
I'm ready to claw out my eyeballs and feed the piranhas the rage I'm feeling. If that makes sense.
"Go away. I'm making food" He whined very loudly stomping in the ground while glaring at me.
I sigh leaving my bag and coat in the corner of the kitchen. Gently but slowly I took a wiping cloth and started off wiping the kitchen's counters and floors.
"If you help me clean the kitchen I'll reward you with 2 chocolate cakes for the next few weeks"
"3 cakes" he argued.
"no 2"
"4 cakes" he's so annoying.
"look Jungkook, it's -"
"5, f-i-v-e cakes!" he spelled 5 throwing the chocolate stained bowl in the sink glaring at me "Keep saying 2 I'll increase it to 10!"
I give up. He smirked taking a sit on top of the kitchen island.
For around an hour I went here and there cleaning the kitchen once again spotless. The maids were assigned for a job for their company's party for something.
After finishing off with the last touch with the cake I put it in the oven.
The brat did not help me at all. I just roll my eyes seeing him engrossed on his phone I cough trying to get his attention.
"Ya, I'm not as slow as you think your cake is in the oven"
I cleared my throat this time for him to hear me. What is he deaf!
He stared at me emotionless and gone back to the phone. I'm going to lose a lot of brain cells.
"Ya!"
"Shut up! I can hear you Noona" sometimes I feel like he's mocking me by calling me Noona. "I already ordered a pizza so..." "yeah"
He jumped off disappearing from my sight.
Disappeared.
My head makes a 180 turn looking at the oven. I looked back to where he exited. Guys I just lost all my brain cells.
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silence.
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"JUNGKOOK!!"