"I would like to help you, but I'm a busy person. Between school and work, I don't have time for frivolities." He brushed past her, but as he was about to depart from the aisle, he heard Miri call out to him.
"Making friends isn't a frivolity." Miri clenched her fists with determination, but when Chihun paused in his tracks she panicked; she thought maybe he would get angry at her, but Chihun sighed then walked off.
Miri, people are a frivolity I can not afford. "Sorry," Chihun thought to himself as he smiled at a random customer.
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Doona had missed school for almost a month and a half now, and she knew she would be getting emails from all her professors about her poor attendance. But that was not really on her mind rather she was more worried about her mother. Doona's mother had found out that she had not yet met with Mr. Paek, and she called her last night to shout her ears off; she was very angry with Doon
"Fine." Chihun wiped his hands on the kitchen cloth and peaked into the oven to check on it. Everything was cooking perfectly, so he turned back to Doona, who was smiling giddily on the couch like a child. "Can you go take your shower, or do you need help with that too?" Chihun folded his arms and cocked his head at Doona. She quickly rose up off the couch and blushed as she briskly paced to the bathroom."What are you even saying... You're not cute at all, dammit. Pervert." Doona muttered, sporadically as she marched to the bathroom; then she slammed the door and locked it loudly."You aren't cute either." Chihun opened a drawer and reached for his cigarette pack.---"They are hiring at the Grocery store where I work." Chihun yawned while he flipped through a novel. Doona turned away from her third plate to look at Chihun on the couch. When he darted his eyes to look at her, she quickly looked away. "But how
[WARNING: 🔞 Mature content ahead, kids beware, adults grab your popcorn, read the note at the end of the chapter.]"Isn't that your third bowl of rice. What did we say about having restraint?" Chihun walked to the kitchen and placed the pots into the washing machine. Doona rolled her eyes."Just one more. As a celebration for this." Doona batted her lashes at him, but Chihun pointed at the plate and snippily told her."Put it down, and don't forget our deal.""Yeah, yeah, I'll come to school tomorrow." She placed her plate down and chugged the rest of her juice. Damn him, who was he to tell her to eat with restraint. "You're not my mum." She muttered, and Chihun responded."Then stop making me act like I am."---SLAP!"Asshole, I said you're doing it too rough." The lady reached over and pushed Sochun off her. She then reached over
"Chihun..." Doona fiddled her thumb. She felt conscious saying this."Hmm?" Chihun asked."Good morning," Doona whispered. She couldn't even remember the last time she had said that to someone in the morning. Chihun turned to look at her and smiled."You know we have a test today." He then closed his book and pulled out his notes. Doona's eyes widened, and she yelled."Lend me your notes, please." She shut up her chair and pleaded, but Chihun only chuckled at her and responded."Doona, just fail with dignity."---Doona dropped the test papers on her professor's desk, then she slumped her back and walked out the door. Surprisingly class was not that bad, she had definitely failed that test but the class itself was not as bad she thought it would be. Luckily for her, no man sat beside her; this was mostly thanks to all the girls wanting to sit beside Chihun —now she understood what he
Doona was interested in what the woman at the counter had texted Chihun. Did she confess her love? Did she ask him out for coffee? What could it be? Doona watched Chihun's full pink lips curl down then loosen. He then tapped twice on the screen and placed his phone down.Chihun looked up at Doona and told her, "show me your resume." Doona sat opposite him and stared wide-eyed with her mouth hanging agape."What did you say back to her?" Doona almost screamed back. Chihun looked at Doona, shocked at her outburst. She did not mean to yell, she was really excited about seeing where this was leading; she did not think the woman would text Chihun so quickly. Chihun folded his arms and rested back in his seat."I blocked her," Chihun responded without a hint of interest in his voice.---"W-why..." Doona was on her feet, enraged by Chihun's actions. "But your budding romance..." She began to speak but looked u
"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 &
"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
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
"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