Insomniac Troublemaker

He couldnt get a goodnight sleep and he was afraid, he wont get unless this girl named Remi would keep on popping up in is mind. He got out of the bed, surrendering to the sleep which was no where to be seen in his poor eyes. He came out of the room, into the lounge and saw Remi in a track suit, ready to leave. He followed her in his sweat shirt. He rushed out and saw her jogging on the track. The sight was beautiful. She had her hair tied up in a pony tail, swaying to either sides, with every next step. He decided to join.

"Hi..." He crawled behind her on the track.

"Urgh!" She rolled her eyes at the sight of him, jogging nevertheless. "Whats your problem man?"

"Umm.... actually Kris is a bit busy these days and he cant show me around for a few days."

"So?"

"I thought I should join you to kill time. I am your guest, right?"

"Yeah right..."

"This seems to be the only healthy activity you do."

"Don't jugde me. Its been just 2 days since you are here."

He was thinking the same, just 2 days he was completely ready for anything if its her.

"And Kris is probably lying about his work. He is a slacker, he only works for women, If you know what I mean..." She taunted.

"Haha... You're right about it. So, have you ever been to China?"

"Lame question." She jogged forward.

"Well, I can ask some intellectual questions too." He followed her pace.

"Go on... If you think I'll answer."

He would be alright just with a nod, a hint, a gesture if not a complete answer. "Are you happy?"

She chuckled and his insides burned at the thought that he was the reason of her smile. She increased her pace and he followed, dying to get a proper answer this time. After slowing down she stopped and started panting. "Ani..."

"Wae?" He didn't know the reason behind her simple 'NO'. He didn't know anything, neither about her family nor about her friends. Kris wasnt interested in disclosing any information on the two boarders; and Lay wanted to swallow everything about her, anything.

"Look man... there are only two conditions in ones life, either be happy or be contented." She tried to answer.

"So you are contented with your life."

"Not really."

"Why not happy?"He asked.

"Because I have no family." She replied.

He paused. "Why content?"

"Because I have no family." She repeated.

He chuckled.

"Whats so funny?"

"Why is the answer to two different questions same?"

"You must lack the intelligence to understand."

"Then make my brain aware of the knowledge it lacks."

"You have a family?" She asked this time.

"Ye...."

"Are you content with your life?"

"Well, not right now..."

"Because you have to worry about their well-being. Thats the reason for my contentment. No family, no worries. No family, no happiness. See you later."

"Y-yeah...."

She ran back to the house and he placed his hands in the pockets. "Take your hands out of the pockets. It irritates me." He realized she overwhelmed his entire existence and yes, he wanted her so much, so so much, to the extent he never desired for any other thing. Being around was even more breathtaking than the few seconds before the race. Racing was his passion but right now, the only thing on his mind was Remi. Remi this, Remi that.

He slowly closed his eyes and Yeah... It was still Remi that came before his closed eyes.

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Lay came to BaekSoom Enterprise. The building was up so high, probably many floors that he couldnt count. He reached the first floor and stood before the receptionist to ask for Kris. The receptionist informed Kris and asked another worker to escort Lay to the grand office of his friend, who was making billions, when Lay himself was chasing after a mindless and aimless dream.

"Yo! I didnt expect you here... were you that bored? You can practice. You know the race contest is near. I told you the car is in the garage of the house." Kris started babbling as Lay took a seat in the comfy large chair.

"I know... I've seen it there." He clarified.

"You know I can take good care of your things." Kris bragged about how responsible he was, sometimes.

"Kris, I came here to talk about something important."

"What?" He asked uninterested.

"I've.... developed ...you know....."

"What?"

"Do you believe in love at first sight." Lay asked to his very non-sentimental friend.

"OMO..." He drew his back forward, now more interested. "You are in love?"

"No... and thats the problem."

"What... what is the problem about it?"

"Its something at fist sight, but its not love."

"What else if not love? It has to be love." Kris forced.

"Its...." Lay hesitated a bit. "I guess its lust."

"Lust at first sight??? You know this can rock as a movie title."

"What to do now?" He asked. "I want to get out of this feeling.... but I also dont want to get out of it."

"Is it Remi?"

His breath halted at the name. Yes, it was Remi but Kris wasn't the man to tell about his unwanted lust towards her.

"No...." Images of Remi developed in his mind, how he wanted her to be like. STOP!

"You're lying. I know you don't like women like Uee, so it cant be her. And who else except Remi?"

"I said, its not her."

"I understand bro, it happens. Did you see all the men out of my office? I bet most of them had the same feeling towards her."

"Dont tell me!" Lay shook his head in disbelief.

"Yeah.... some of them mustered up courage and asked her for a relationship and you know what they got?"

"Probably more hate."

"Yeah.... most them were striked through some really cruel words. She's really sensitive to the topic, that we call... "Kris leaned a bit forward. "Sex." He whispered. "You better find some other alternative."

He admitted it was Remi, not denying it anymore. "What alternative?"

"All these guys have girlfriends, so they can happily tolerate the lust."

"All??? You said most of them."

"Hahah, you're already acting possessive. Oh well, sleep with Uee. She's good."

"You've slept with her???"

"A few times." Kris shrugged his shoulders.

"You're so careless, so is Uee."

"Just for fun you know..."

"What fun???"

"The same fun you are craving to have with Remi." Kris mocked this time.

"I am not sleeping with anyone."

"Thats the only reason people think you are---"

"A no is a no. I am not doing such sensitive thing with just anyone. It should be done only with the one you love.... and after marriage."

Kris burst into laughter. "You seriously think like a girl."

"Because I don't want to hurt my girl, I have to think like her in order to give her what she deserves."

"So, which girl came to your mind right now, whom you won't hurt and take care of?"

"There was no image. Thats why I think I dont love her." He said something that was true.

"Ok, first let me clear Remi's type."

"Type?"

"Kris... You're files. See through them properly. I've attached the important notifications as well." Remi barged in without knocking and started babbling. She threw the files on his table.

"You could have knocked." Kris glared at her but she was glaring at Lay's back. Lay wasn't brave enough to look back and give her a smile. "Look, we have here your guest." Kris introduced Lay's presence in the room.
"Your guest Kris, not mine." She was about to leave when she stopped at the door and turned back. "Its your attitude, asking people to take of your responsibilities." She shut the glass door harshly.

"She's lying." Kris defended.

"I know..." He knew who was lying.

"So, I was talking about types. There are many types of girls.
Ugly ones
Pretty ones
Happy ones
Sad ones
Sexy ones
Appealing ones
Clingy ones
Sluttery ones
Obsessive ones
Possessive ones
Which one would you like to have as your lover?" Kris asked.

It was stupid but he still answered. "Well, I think happy one." Lay now knew Remi wasn't a happy girl and that was the reason he placed his desire into the lust category rather than love.

"Which type is Remi according to you?" Kris inquired with curious eyes.

"I think she is the arrogant type."

Kris laughed. "Yeah, arrogant plus all the above types I told you minus happy and sluttery ones."

"Really?" He squinted his eyes in disbelief.

"Really."

"You mean, she is clingy as well?" He gulped.

"I've never seen that side but... I know she would be over obsessive and possessive and clingy with her boyfriend, cuz she was never loved."

That broke his heart, never loved, even not loved by Lay. "Why isn't she loved?" He asked.

"You know better. Well, now get back to the real thing. She's not your type, so NEVER, i mean Never.... disclose your desires to her."

Lay wanted to scream how much he wanted her and frowned at his friend's demand. "Then? You don't understand how difficult it is... to avoid the thoughts of her." He mumbled to himself, placing his fists over the desk.

"I understand."

Lay gulped down. "Were you one of the men too?"

"I am still one of them." Kris spoke.

"I must have not told it to you." He sighed.

"Ah! I dont love her. But she often appears in my dreams."

No way! That was disturbing for Lay to swallow. "Is that the reason you don't want me to..."

"Definitely not. I don't care. I have my own girls. She really is troublesome and so far I can remember, you avoid trouble. Avoid Her. I've warned you, the choice is yours."

Ofcourse, the choice had to be his, but what, when, how..... how???

Notes

Sorry, This chapter might be boring.....but it was necessary, to clear Lay's thoughts and his position. X(
Sorry for extremely lengthy chap....