I love minju but wonyoung's my wife. wonyoung doesn't like me in that way. this is so confusing. I sigh. "what should I do?" I mutter under my breath. "why are you so down? getting a divorce already?" yuri rests her head on her hand setting her eye on me.
"we're not sure whether we're going to marry each other or not. she didn't even want to marry me," I turn my head to look outside the window.
she told me to kiss minju once a day... "How did the first meeting go?" she takes a sip of her orange juice like usual.
"nothing special. minju rejects me on the same day so it's no surprise I was having a bad mood. I gave her a cold shoulder in which she finds it rude. she even slaps me in front of our parents. the fact that I wasn't in the mood makes it worse. I shout back at her and slam the door after that."
"that's so typical you. always so violent and scary when you're not in the mood. you deserve the slap though," yuri laugh after listening to my story in which she's not supposed to tease me using that. she's enjoying this, isn't she?
"HEY! I. am. not. violent. and. scary. the slap wasn't even necessary. she's just trying to make a scene. I barely even say any word when she suddenly just slap me in the face," recalling the memories inside my head.
"who ask you to ignore every question she asked? and should I remind you what you did last year? the poor girl was just trying to ask where the staff room was since she's new here.
the first thing she experiences is to find herself on the floor cause you suddenly push her out of nowhere. you were shouting 'GET OUT OF MY WAY' to her. no wonder all of the students here are scared of you," she uses her finger to tap on the table making a certain melody to it.
I remember that day. it was the same day I figure out my mom washed my favourite white blouse with her red shirt making the dye to spread on my white shirt. I can't even use it now since it looks pink. and pink disgust me.
"well not my problem she makes my blood boil that day," I shrug off my shoulder. "she was just trying to ask for directions, you mean idiot!" Yuri scream not so loud to my face with her small hands gripping onto the collar of my shirt.
school went on boring as usual. I want to go home and just sleep. just as I was about to rest my head on the table, my phone starts to vibrate inside my pocket. who would text me while class is still going on?
so I unlock my phone just to find a message from wonyoung. ugh! what does she want from me now?
"Oi not-my-future-wife! Come to my house at 5. don't you fucking dare to come late. 5 sharp or you need to kiss minju on the lips. I have a surprise for you," I read wonyoung's message in my mind.
the punishment..... doesn't sound that bad. should I walk slowly to her house to receive the punishment?
school finishes at 4 and the bell ring like crazy exactly when the clock strikes 4 in the afternoon. putting everything inside my bag as I get myself ready to walk past the door, the teacher, Ms Kang called me to help her to carry some boxes to her office.
which I'm not complaining. at least I have a decent reason to wonyoung on why I'm late. I don't know if she is serious with the punishment or she's just threatening me which doesn't sound like it, but I kind of like the idea of kissing minju on the lips.
it's been a week since the notice came. I told her how I felt, and we kissed. that was a nice kiss not gonna lie. but despite everything, she was nowhere to be found in my life. never once she tried to talk or glance at me. and it frustrates me.
