"Are you stupid? For your sake, I hope your whore of a mother is sleeping with my dad because that's the only way you get out of this alive." He launched at her, Doona shut her eyes tightly and lifted her arms to protect herself from what always happened when Sochun got angry at her. The crowd gasped again, and Doona stood bewildered. She was patiently awaiting the worst, but nothing had happened to her yet. She slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to see Sochun's fists floating inches from her face, frozen still.
"Don't you get bored of acting like an animal?" Chihun was gripping Sochun's wrist, and as Sochun struggled to move, he squeezed harder. Sochun scoffed, ignoring the stinging feeling of her hands going numb. This should be entertaining, he thought.
---
"What's your deal with this pathetic bitch?" Sochun pulled his wrist out of Chihun's cement-like grip like it was nothing. He then stepped closer to Chihu
"I'm never coming back here," she muttered to herself. When the server dropped their meals, Doona got up briskly. She slammed some cash on the table, turned to a startled Chihun and yelled, "This should cover everything, keep the change and please forget about today." She stammered, then Doona picked up her bag and sprinted towards the exit.The server turned to Chihun and smiled, "Is she coming back? or should I pack it up for her?" She smiled, a little bewildered.Chihun did not even look up from his book when he responded. "No. Just throw it in the trash."---The server picked up the plate of food and walked back to the kitchen. Chihun let out a sigh of irritation. "She's the one that said, let me buy you lunch." Chihun scoffed. "But she just up and bolted". He looked over at the money she dropped carelessly on the table and huffed because she had even dropped triple the necessary amount. Chihun wondered if
"What's her name again, the idol he likes..." Mrs. Pom asked. "Isn't it the idol with the red hair?" Mrs. Rang tapped her chin. "Min something..." Mrs. Hwangbo scratched her head. The three women went around in circles as they tried to figure out her name. Chihun, on the other hand, had no interest in clearing up their confusion because the conversation would never end."So is that Min-person why you were late?" Mrs. Pom snickered with a grin on her face.Luckily for Chihun, they had finally arrived at his destination. So he turned and responded to the three women that giddily stood awaiting his answer and said. "It was nice catching up with my favourite girls, now I have to get Mrs. Chup her medication."---After moaning and groaning Mrs. Pom, Mrs. Hwangbo, and Mrs. Rang finally left. Chihun opened the door and stepped into Mrs. Chup's room. She was sitting by her window like always, with a book in her hand.
¶ Romance_Quest_Sheriff4456:Hi Guys!Today I will be addressing one of the cliches that have plagued the romance world for way too long. The bullying trope; where a boy bullies a girl because he has a crush on her (vice versa). ♡^▽^♡THIS. IS. FALSE. (ᗒᗩᗕ) 🙅♀️I don't understand why we assume that if a guy bullies you, it means that he has a crush on you.It's such a terrible mindset because:• It tells the girl that being in an abusive relationship is normal because surely he must like her. (Vice versa for guys)• How can a bully be someone anyone would want to be around, much less date.• It's simply a glorification and romanticization of abuse. (Ugh, yuck!) 🤮So let's rise above this trope (♯▼皿▼)Say no to bullies (ʘдʘ╬)If you
"Wanna go to a different club?" He winked at her. "I can take you to one with all the celebrities." He placed his hand on her back and began to walk her out of the bar."I don't want to see other celebrities. You said we would have fun." Minji pouted, shaking Sochun's arms off her."Then fun we shall have." He leaned in for a kiss."You're still in the dog-house. Remember?" Minji grabbed his puckered lips and shoved his face away.---Doona was thankfully Sochun free for two weeks, but that sadly was because she stopped going to school.Yay!Not, yay! She slapped her cheek. "How will I overcome my fear of men if I stay locked in my room?" She groaned. Knowing she still had to go out and buy some provisions for her apartment, she hopped off her bed. Doona grabbed her coin purse and threw her tote bag over her shoulder. I should accessorize, so no one knows who I am, she thought. Because not only was she
"Maybe I should buy a rice cooker and some pots," Doona asked herself. She then went back to her bedroom to lay on her bed. "I still need to do the laundry", she sighed. "And I haven't even put up the curtains." She groaned. "I wish I had a magic wand; then I won't have to move a muscle." Doona swayed her hand as if she held a magic wand.She then picked up the envelope and looked at the contents, realizing that he never used it to pay for the lunch. "Ugh!" Doona groaned again. Doesn't this mean I still owe him? Doona thought. She never wanted to owe anyone anything, she had learnt from her mother how to be independent and pay off her debts. And it was not only about the principle of it all–it was also because she did not want to have anything to do with a man. She stirred on her bed, knowing she would not be comfortable until she had paid off her debt."Dammit, I have to go back to school on Monday." She sighed. "This is all that Chihun's fault." She groaned.
Minji clutched the phone tightly in her hand and tossed it across the room. She turned to pack her bags and picked up a bottle. "I'll just have Sochun buy me a new one." She huffed. "Who gives a damn about school? It's my life." Suddenly the phone began to ring, and she turned to face it. Minji walked across the room and picked up the phone, the buttons on the sides were falling out with tiny pieces of the screen. The smashed screen displayed the caller ID: Dad. Her blood ran hot, her pupils dilated, and she immediately reached to open the window and flung her battered phone. The phone swerved out the window and out of her sight."I'll show all of you."---Doona sat on the toilet. This is so freaking, freaking, freaking embarrassing, she thought. She had been sitting in the bathroom stall for all of fifteen minutes. After what happened two weeks ago– the incident with Sochun and Chihun –Doona was not even
[WARNING: 🔞 Mature content ahead, kids beware, adults grab your popcorn, read the note at the end of the chapter.]Chihun sat up straight, he then took a very deep breath. He knew he would have to bullshit through an answer because he had not heard a word of today's lesson. He sighed "Damn you, Doona."Doona, who was still scrolling through her Rebbit inbox and responding to fans that needed relationship advice –whilst sitting silently on the toilet– let out an unexpected sneeze."Is someone talking about me?" She rubbed her nose.---
"Listen, I'll go on that date you said we should go on." Minji moaned as Sochun kissed between her breasts. He then kissed underneath her ears; he was going close to dangerous territory. She had very sensitive ears, so she always made sure she was the one in control, not the person being controlled. She grabbed his hair and guided his lips back to hers. Sochun's tongue flicked the top of her mouth, and it sent shivers down her spine. He had his hands on both sides of her head, and he trailed kisses down the side of her jaw. "I'll even cook your favourite meal.""Is that right..." He responded very seductively into her ears."So introduce me to your dad." Minji moaned back into his ears.Sochun chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Good thing I don't have a favourite meal. No deal." He smiled coyly at a hot and bothered Minji."Fine, have it your way." She reached down to unbuckle his trousers.---
"I was still hungry. So I'll order a late-night snack." Doona smiled shyly. She didn't want to admit that she was just a fat ass. "What about the email thing you wanted to do?" Doona got up to stare at an infuriated Chihun. "After we transform this dump into an apartment." He walked over to grab a trash bag. "You said it wasn't that bad." Doona cried out in embarrassment. "If you are Shrek, then it should fit you just right." Chihun chuckled dryly as he walked over to the oven. He looked carefully at it and assumed she must have hidden more boxes in there, so he reached to pull down the handle. --- Doona spotted Chihun at the oven, her eyes widened in horror, and she screamed. "Don't ope
"Really? Will you help me? Awesome!" Doona took a swig of her leftover champagne and rose to her feet. "Let me grab my laptop from my apartment. I'll be down soon." Doona strutted to the door, and Chihun called out to her."Maybe I should follow you." Doona turned around to see Chihun gracefully getting up from the table. His tight shirt stretched and contracted against his muscled skin; he picked up his hoodie and tossed it on, then he ran his slender fingers through his hair and began to walk towards Doona. The closer he got to her, the more her breath hitched."N-no you can't come!" Doona swung the door open quickly and ran towards the elevator. Chihun stared at her racing away from him, and the sides of his lips curled up.---Chihun used the stairs
"We were beating around the bush?" Sochun laid back on the couch and kicked his legs on the rest while crossing his hands behind his head."How's your sex life?" Dr. Mo dipped her pen in ink once again and positioned it above her notebook."Fantastic. On Monday, this model and I did it at the movies-" Sochun began speaking, but Dr. Mo let out a cough that cut him off."With Song Minji. Your girlfriend?" Dr. Mo added, and Sochun's expression twisted.---Chihun stared across his dining table to look at Doona struggling to open the champagne. She retorted to bitting the cork with her teeth like an animal. Chihun let out a sigh, and a yawn escaped. "Was this necessary?" He folded his arms on his broad chest."I've almost opened it." Doona huffed as she pulled on the cork on the bottle, but her hands kept slipping. "Just give me a second." She continued to bite at it. She looked back at Chihun, who wa
"I said yes, I want to contribute. Geez!" Doona yelled at Chihun before he could complete his sentence. Then she let out a huff and started stomping off. "For someone who is really smart, you can't even read body language..." Doona continued to shout as she stormed off. "Wear your glasses and stop pestering me." She got to an intersection and stopped, but she continued to tap her feet furiously. Chihun was initially surprised by her outburst, but he let out a chuckle at how frustrated she got.You shouldn't hold back with me, Chihun thought. "Just complain like this." He muttered with a quiet smile, then walked to meet Doona, who was now crossing the street with a giant frown on her small face.---"How is the relationship between you and your partner?" Dr. Mo spoke to Paek Sochun as he fiddled with her faux plants on her window sill. Sochun turned around to look at her, raised his shoulders, and walked back to the co
Doona let out a loud laugh, and Miri stared at her, confused, "I'm sorry, you just said something funny." Doona giggled, and her frame shook while Miri continued to stare at her perplexed. "I don't think Chihun cares much for all people. He's cold to everyone." Doona continued to laugh and walked past Miri.Miri clasped her fingers around one of her pigtails, and she squeezed it. "How can you say that when he was looking at you like that?" Miri muttered to herself. Then she turned around to show Doona to the check-outstation.---That was a disaster, Doona kept fumbling the checkout machine, and not to mention every time a male customer approached her, she would flee for her life. For a practice shift, Doona took fifteen minute breaks for every thirty minutes of work; her only saving grace was that Miri had to do inventory and was barely paying attention to her messing up. Doona pushed the changing room door open and
"We are a popular grocery store and one in many chains of the same parent company, so there is barely any bureaucracy on this level, to be honest." Miri tapped her chin, and when they arrived at their destination, she pushed the door of the changing room open. "This is the woman's changing room. The one over there is for the men." Doona nodded in agreement. Miri handed Doona a vest and store shirt. Doona collected the articles of clothing from Miri and walked into the room, but before she could change her shirt, she stopped and turned around to face Miri. "Miri. How many men work here?" Miri paused to think and responded. "Fifteen currently." Doona gulped, and Miri turned to close the door behind her; she cocked her head and muttered. "What a weird question." --- Doona was excited about working at the cashier, but it had slipped her mind that her customers would both be men and women. When she stepped out
Doona tried to calm herself down, she had to get back into a headspace of safety, and serenity like her therapist told her to do every time she felt out of control. Doona then smacked her cheeks softly. She strutted past Chihun towards the grocery store and stood in front of the giant sliding doors. She could not fall back into that dark hole, where her mind ran rampant, and she feared everything; she had an important interview, and even though Chihun was a capital A-Asshole, he had helped her with her resume. Doona stepped closer to the doors, and they slid open. "Doona!" Chihun called out to her, and Doona turned to look at him. A warm smile spread on Chihun's face as he said to her, "you look fine." His smile made Doona brandish a peace sign and a large smile too. Holding the resume papers in her hands she walked into the store courageously. --- Doona and Chihun walked into the sore a few feet apart from one a
"Wait! Now?" She hurried to pack while her mind raced around batting questions left and right. She wondered what she would say during her interview. Was she even dressed appropriately for this impromptu meeting?"Yes now. Hurry up and get out, I need to turn everything off." Chihun swung his bag over his broad shoulders and wore back on his denim jacket. Doona hurried to zip her bag and rushed out the door. Chihun looked at where Doona was seated earlier, and he let out a sigh. "She left her pencil case." He reached down to pick it up and paused when he noticed there was a sticker of a woman's face on it. He slowly picked up the case in his hands, and after he observed the case, he sighed again. "So she's Minji's fan."---Knock! Knock! Knock!A stylish woman, holding a drink in a Steuben glass, looks up from her laptop. Her desk is dotted with folders and papers with profile images clipped to each corner. She
"Why do you have a section in your resume called background history?" He tapped on the table, and Doona sat back down. She was beginning to think that Chihun, for a lack of better words, freaking despised her resume.Doona responded shyly, "I thought that the hiring manager would-" but she was cut off again by Chihun, who selected everything in the word document. Doona's eyes widened when she realized what he was going to do. "Wait!" She yelled at him. Before emailing him her resume, he told her to delete all the copies on her laptop, she thought it was to avoid having copies of the same file, this was his plan all along."Delete." Chihun let out a breath of relief, and Doona's eyes widened at the horror.---"How could you do that, after you made me delete all my backups," Doona yelled so loud, the unknowing people that passed outside their study room flinched. Chihun did not pay any attention to her squeals &