Bad Blood

I fell on my knees onto the ground. I couldnt manage to think what was this whole uproar about? Was it because Myungsoo couldnt wait any longer? Or was it because I lost him? Or maybe because they locked me inside the room.... I could have just spend my last breaths there if the watchman hadnt approached me at the right time... But the right time has long been passed. I was an hour late. I rubbed my palm against the ground to halt my hitched breathing but I failed miserably. With solitude as my only friend, I gave up and began to cry like a little child. I did a compromise long ago with the bullying but since I met Myungsoo... I began to wish a normal life. Was it so much out of my league to wish something Miyoung had? A normal life...

"Hey..... You ok?" Someone began to rub my back as my face was dug in my hands.

"Yes..." I wiped my face with the back side of my hands fanatically.

He pulled my hand into his and helped me stand up. "I am really sorry. Really sorry Yerim..." He held my chin into his hand and observed my face with his cat like cold eyes. He dragged out a handkerchief and rubbed my face clean with it. I closed my eyes before the cloth ran over my face. He took off my glasses and then cleaned them as well with the handkerchief. "Did something happen?" It was Myungsoo.

"W-here...." I tried to ask but then again fell on the ground, crying louder this time.

"Yerim..." He sat down with me on the ground. "I am sorry but I was inside the temple. I was waiting for you, what took you so long?" He gently took my hand. "And how did this happen?" He asked, gazing at the red marks that the cloth, tied around my wrist, caused.

I pulled back abruptly. "Nothing..." I tried to calm down, no more crying. I took my glasses from his hand before he could make any other movement. I placed them over my nose perfectly.

"Ok, If you're willing to not disclose... I wont ask." He stood up and pulled me up.

"I am sorry.... I couldnt bring the sandwich today." I murmured.

"I can have it the other day." He glared at me. "Right now whats important is you."

"Sorry."

"You must learn to stop apologizing." He said with the most cold tone I could ever hear in the rest of my life and I jerked back.

"D-did I scare you?" He sounded nervous.

"Umm NO." Yes...

"Should I walk you home?"

"I need to visit Miyoung."

"A friend?"

I nodded.

"Lets go to her place then... I 'll drop you."

"Its al---"

"No..." He pressed his middle finger over my lips and my eye balls shifted to the direction of his finger. He took it back as soon as he realized he motioned the wrong finger. "I apologize."

"Lets go." I waved a hand.

"After you." He said. Of course, how would he know where Miyoung lived?

"So, tell me something." He asked as he followed my silent posture.

"What?" I turned my head sideways.

"Let me guess.... you get bullied by the girls at your school, Right?"

"No..." I muttered.

"Then? Your step mother tortures you."

"The first deduction was nearly correct."

"You get bullied? Thats horrible, you must raise your voice against it."

He sounded so like Miyoung. "I'll try." Just another excuse I make to stop Miyoung from babbling.

"That doesnt sound promising."

"I didnt promise."

"Now you guess..." This time, with a bit excited tone.

"You are cold." I said.

"What?"

"Thats what your eyes say." I briefly looked back into his astonished eyes.

"Yes, I can be very cold... But..." He paced and walked just behind me. I could feel just a finger length between us. "But you get to see my other soft side... only you."

"Why?" I asked without turning back and bumping my head into his chest.

"Ummm... "

"Have you planned to do something.... I mean did you bet on me?" I turned back while keeping myself at a distance. "Or is that the stupid sandwich that makes you wait for me..." I asked almost more chilly than his eyes could ever be.

He paused before lowering his head a bit."Yes..." His bangs hid the expression of his eyes and he lowered his speed to stay a bit behind. "Can I guess one more thing about you?"

I nodded.

"You are rude to the people that care.... but you never gather the confidence to stop the bullies."

I stumbled and fell into his arms.

"You ok?" He asked with concern.

"NO..." I pushed his hands away from my waist. "You should have let an imposter fall."

"No, I didnt call you an imposter but a real coward. Only cowards be impolite to the people they find weak."

"Bye..."

"Yerim..." He captured my wrist.

I groaned in pain as his fingers wrapped around the bruise.

"Just tell me who bullies you?" He asked with a defined crease over his forehead. Just then my eyes met his cold eyes that froze time around me. I wanted to run away and never come back.

"L-lee S-sungyeol....." I muttered as if I was under his spell. SHOOT! what did I just say....

"A boy? really? A boy bullies you? Why?" He squinted his eyes briefly.

"Please, I need to hurry. It will be dark soon. I need to visit Miyoung and then go back home."

"Ok... more questions........," His eyes changed color, a softer color that I was no more afraid of. "Next time. Lets go." He formed a smile over his lips and I giggled.

"What?" He was dumbfounded.

"Nothing..." He looks stupid with a smile this wide. "Wide smile doesnt suit you. Smirk is better." I blurted out before I could halt the words.

"Are you trying to tease me?"

"No...." I said. I really mean it.

"By the way... this dress is just so for you."

"Umm what do you mean?"

"It suits you... like smirk suits me." And he smirked. His smirks were dangerous and I was sure about that.

"Sorry... I've never been like this to anyone... I mean, I acted extremely rude to you. I am really sorry. Actually I was a bit upset due to almost everything that happened today."

"You mean Sungyeol? Or me? Still, you weren't rude at all but a bit playful. I think I should help you develop this same very confidence that you showed off right now."

"Are you mocking?" I glared.... urghhh! whats happening? I've never acted like this unless its umma who is used to my irritated behaviour.

"No.. I mean it. Thatwill help you turn into a ... ummm... a more confident girl and confidence is beauty."

"We are here..." I entered the Myoung's front yard that was as beautiful as they show in the T.V.

"Already?"

"Yes... thanks for accompanying me..." I moved to the porch.

"Friends?" He pulled out his hand to me. "Come on? Ye...rim?" He smirked.

I stared into his eyes, a bit dazed. He lengthened my name that it produced a churning sensation in my stomach. I wasn't sure.

"Ok..." I wanted that the time I first met you. "Bye."

"Bye... Yerim."

"Bye Myungsoo."

"Move on now..." He ordered almost playfully.

"You leave." I replied.

"You go in."

I couldnt hide my smile so I turned the other way, facing the door. He swept to me within a flash and stood near me, while ringing the doorbell.

"I could have done....... that...." I felt mesmerized by his eyes on mine. The front edge of our feet met, and then I realized how close he stood to me.

"Meet me tomorrow. I'll wait but wont spare if you missed to come with the sandwich." He licked his lips with a smirk and I rolled my eyes while holding my breath. No body had ever been this close to my face (other than Sungyeol while barking into my face).

"Yeah???" Miyoung's maid came out of the house holding the door's rim firmly in her hand. "Oh, Yerim?" She recognized me as I turned to smile at her.

I looked back but Myungsoo was gone. God, he's fast.

Notes

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