"It's fine, just hand me my jacket." He reached out his hand, and Doona slightly flinched. Chihun placed his hands at his sides and then reached them forward, and Doona immediately moved backwards again… What. In. The. Hell? He thought. "Are you scared of me?"
Doona's eyes quickly darted around till they accidentally locked with Chihun's. His kind dark-brown eyes bored into hers, and Doona felt herself break into a cold sweat. "N...n-n-n...no." she sporadically muttered.
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Sochun pulled his phone out of his pocket. He was going to pop a blood vessel, with how much he was fuming. How many years had it been since he had seen that mushroom topped woman? He thought to himself. "Was Ae Doodie, the thing that that old bastard needed help with?" He scoffed at himself. He dialled his father's cell phone and paced round the bus stop irritatedly. "And the gall of that Chihun asshole. It is bad enough that he is obsessed with Minji, but now he gets in my way and protects that trash." Sochun spat and yelled. His father was not picking his calls, so he decided it was about time that he had a family reunion with his old man. It had been almost two years, after all.
Sochun hailed a taxi and told the man his destination. "Take me to Paek Enterprise now!" The driver drove as quickly as he legally could when he noticed that it was Paek Sochun he was driving. Everyone in Busan knew the insane and unhinged son of Mr. Paek, so no one was crazy enough to mess with the man. Sochun stepped out of the taxi, slamming the door furiously and stomped towards the skyscraper. "Freaking big-ass piece of shit building." He muttered to himself, as he pushed everyone out his way.
Sochun entered the elevator and stabbed the PH button. "Damn hurry up, you piece of shit machine," he grumbled once more. The elevator dinged at the wrong floor, and the people just stared in horror when they saw the snare on his face, each employee turned to walk away. The elevator finally arrived at the right floor, and Sochun walked out of the box. His long legs strode fiercely to accost his father in his office.
"Sochun, you can't be here now. Mr. Paek is having an important call." His father's secretary got off her seat to stop him, but he beamed her a petrifying smile, which forced her to sit down. "I...I'll tell him you are c-coming." she shifted in her seat, terrified of him. They all were.
"Hello, father." Sochun practically kicked the door wide open. "I hope this is a bad time..." Sochun walked over to his father's desk and sat opposite him, then he placed his feet on the table.
"Do you have no shame?" His father slowly turned to glare at his son.
"None!" Sochun giddily smiled. "Now don't think that I came to see you because of all your bullshit calls and texts. I'm sure you know why I'm really here." His father placed the phone down and got up, then he walked towards his office bar to pour himself a drink. "Gin on the rocks." Sochun smiled coyly at Mr. Paek.
"Aren't you driving back?" His father turned to stare at Sochun, wiping his shoes on his desk. He could not even believe this was his son.
"No, I crashed my car already. DUI and all." Sochun got off the chair and took the glass from his father. "So… explain yourself, papa." Sochun took a sip while he stared inquisitively at his father.
"Explain what?" Mr. Paek picked up another glass and poured himself a drink. All the alcohol in the world could never prepare him for the whirlwind that was Paek Sochun.
"What is that woman's daughter doing in my school? Doing in my city?" Sochun slammed the glass cup against the table. His father had gotten weary of his son's antics, nothing Sochun did could make the man budge. At this point, he had seen it all.
"Your city? You mean the city you run around dirtying with my name." His father stroked his mustache in amusement and thought to himself... they really do not make twenty-two-year-olds like they used to. His son was crass, rude, angsty, violent; what and where exactly had he done/gone wrong?
"You mean our name..." Sochun sat opposite his father. "Our city… No?" He was trying to push his father's buttons. Unfortunately, nothing he did affected the man except for… "So I'm at school studying like a good little boy, and guess what catches my eyes..."
"Enough Sochun." His father took another sip.
"The mushroom haired offspring of my father's favourite whore." Sochun smiled wickedly at his father.
"I said enough. What did you come here to say?"
"If you think of getting back together with her mother, I won't go easy on Doona. I mean it." Sochun got up, finished his drink and dropped his glass cup on the floor. "I know you helped that cow get into my university now get her out of my school and my city."
"Is that all you came to say?" his father, not even batting an eyelash, proceeded to type on his laptop.
"Acts of good don't make you any less of a monster." Sochun's eyes frosted over as he sneered at his father, "I will rob you of all your joy as you robbed her of hers." Sochun walked closer to his father, leaning over to whisper with disdain very closely into his ears, "so hurry up and kill yourself." Sochun then kicked the chair over as he stomped out of his father's office. Mr. Paek let out a breath of relief and leaned back into his seat. He rubbed his temple and stared at the picture of the woman on his phone hugging a little boy with deep dimples.
"When did he change so much?"
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Chihun had volunteered to walk Doona home. She was agitated, and he felt a little to blame for her feeling bad. "So what is it? Are you scared of me?" He sighed as he walked inches away from Doona. Doona had her arms wrapped around herself. She wondered why he insisted on walking her home, she was rude to him and called him a thief to his face.
"Umm, not exactly." She whispered. Chihun wanted to move closer, so he could hear her response, but the look of disgust on her face said it was better to stay away.
"So, you hate men?" Chihun asked a bit louder and hoped she would take the cue and respond louder as well.
"Something like that," Doona spoke up. "But not hate persay..."
"Do you hate women too?" Chun asked.
"No" Doona shook her head in response. "I don't hate anyone." Doona stopped walking.
"Ok. Not hate. Distrust?" Chihun turned to stare at her. Doona shook her head in disagreement. "What then do you just hate people?" Chihun robbed the back of his head. Why did he even care? He thought to himself. I could be watching Minji on stage, this was a waste of time. This lady had issues that he was not sure a psych student in his second year could solve. But when he looked down at Doona's face she had plastered on an expression that was not one of disgust… but of irritation.
"I said I don't hate anyone." She shouted at him. Then her eyes widened again. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." she bowed repeatedly. Was she tame or wild? Chihun couldn't figure her out. Doona began to walk, and Chihun followed quietly behind her, till a thought crept into his mind.
"Are you scared of men?" Right as he spoke those words, Doona froze. Chihun turned to see why Doona was not moving. She just stood still, her hands began to fidget, and she rubbed them fiercely. "I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong?" Chihun tried to walk up to her, but Doona yelled back shrilly.
"Stay back. I'm...I'm fine."
"I said I don't hate anyone." She shouted at him. Then her eyes widened again. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." she bowed repeatedly. Was she tame or wild? Chihun could not figure her out. Doona began to walk, and Chihun followed quietly behind her, till a thought crept into his mind."Are you scared of men?" Right as he spoke those words, Doona froze. Chihun turned to see why Doona was not moving. She just stood still, her hands began to fidget, and she rubbed them fiercely. "I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong?" Chihun tried to walk up to her, but Doona yelled back shrilly."Stay back. I'm...I'm fine."---Chihun stepped back after hearing her scream at him. What a mess, he thought. This is why he hated getting involved with people. "Fine, fine." He held his hands up, to prove to her that he was no threat, and he only started walking when he made sure she was a good distance away from him. When they arrive
"You're lucky you're this gorgeous." He got off the couch and pulled out the first-aid kit from the cupboard. "Now let me see those toes?" Minji huffed and looked away from Sochun, as he counted her toes. "I think one is missing?" Sochun gasped."Crap really?" Minji looked at her feet… "asshole." She playfully fisted his hair and shook his head. "Patch me up, and pray this wound heals before the actual talent show.""Yes, yes my beautiful, pretty, talented Minmin." Sochun beamed at Minji, who tossed another pillow in his face.---Doona laid in her bed. The morning sun pierced her clenched eyes and made her turn away from the window. "I should have put up my curtains before going to sleep." Just as she buried her face in her pillow, the second alarm began to ring loudly. "Fine, fine. I'm up." She searched for her phone to turn off the blasted alarm. She had a psychology class she was already running thir
"Are they going to fight?" "Jiwoon started it..." "I thought Chihun sat at the front of the class, why is he at the back?" The class was suddenly filled with murmurs and whispers, everyone had stopped packing up to stare at the two of them."What is happening back there?" The professor slammed the board."Nothing professor. Just packing up." Chihun smiled at the man before he picked up Doona's bag and walked out of the classroom, leaving a fuming Jiwoon behind.---In a hurry to get out of her Psych class–and away from Jiwoon–Doona had foolishly forgotten her bag, books and even her phone. Now she was lost and turning her head around in circles. Being this exposed was dangerous, Doona could not risk bumping into Sochun again, she would really be dead. Maybe I should hide in the toilet, she thought as she looked around every corner before scurrying into the lady's room. Doona met an unexpected face.
"I what?" He glared at the ungrateful woman. "You were walking into a door." He sighed at her. Was she an idiot?"You were pushing me, you kept coming closer." She hissed back. "Don't come close to me anymore." Doona stuttered as she turned around then dashed away from Chihun."Am I some sort of glutton for humiliation?" Chihun sighed. "First, she calls me a thief, then all this..." He rubbed the back of his head, and as he turned to walk into the cafeteria, he heard a loud Yip!"If it isn't the little rabbit!"---Sochun stopped Doona dead in her tracks. He was accompanied by Jiwoon and two other men. "Lucky me, we meet again, rabbit." He walked up to her and stood at her front."I've seen you before..." Jiwoon rested his elbow on Sochun's shoulder. And they laughed when Sochun pushed Jiwoon off him. "Oh! I remember..." Jiwoon exclaimed."Where?" Sochun elbowed Jiwoon. Doona wanted to evap
"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