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“Who?” I asked.
“Go downstairs!” Na Eun said.
I went downstairs, as Na Eun said, and I had one of the biggest surprises in my life. Yoochun, one of my high school colleagues, was there, waving his hand in front of my face.
“Long time no see, Wang Ji Hye!” he said and without asking, hugged me.
“I missed you too!” I said and hugged him back.
“What brings you here?”
“Business, you know.” He laughed.
“Well, I’m here for my best friend, Kim Jaejoong, maybe you heard of him. He said he needs someone, he has a problem in his love life, something with an arranged marriage.” You smirked.
“I have the same problem here, yet, you didn’t come for me.”
“You didn’t call. Who is the guy? Does he worth you?”
“Oh, believe me, I hate him.”
“Why? Is he that bad? Jaejoong told me his ‘soon-to-be’ wife is hot but hateful.”
“Mwo? Hot? How does he dare to say something like this? He is a dead man!” I said nervous.
“Why so nervous?” Yoochun laughed. “The ‘soon-to-be’ wife isn’t you, anyways, right? Right?” He asked, now with a poker face.
“Mhm… yes, I am. Our parents must be going crazy, if they thought of something like this. Craziness, I tell you.” I looked at his face, and he was in shock. “But, mother told me that if I find a guy until tomorrow, she will think a bit more about this thing with the arranged marriage. Until then, come with me upstairs, I actually need some help.”
We went upstairs, me still happy that after so long time, I met Yoochun again, and he was… well, he was still in shock. I went to pain one wall again, but it was already finished.
“Thanks to who did this.” I bowed.
“Then buy me a cake, noona.” I heard Myungsoo’s voice, and when I looked at him he smiled.
“I don’t want to. Make you ‘oh-so-loved-hyung’ Kim Jaejoong buy you a cake.” I laughed. “I’ll buy you all a juice, for your hard work.” I winked. “Wanna come, Yoochun?”
“Uhm, sure…” he smiled and we left. We didn’t talk on the way, I just looked at the street. I looked up, the sky was almost black, so many clouds were up there. I was still thinking, about the marriage, I had this strange feeling that if I marry him, I’ll get this is the thing that I hate the most.
“It will rain. Soon.” Yoochun suddenly said.
“It looks so.” I replied.
“So, you don’t like Jaejoong at all? I mean, he is my best friend since ever, I know sometimes he is… well, you know how, but he’s not a bad guy, actually, he is one of the best men in the world.”
“Have you met all of them?” I laughed. “I liked him a lot, actually. But he isn’t the same person that he was some months ago. Or maybe I just didn’t know anything about him back then. Whatever, why I have the feeling that this marriage will be done in the end?” I laughed nervously.
“Have faith, maybe you’ll realize in the end, that he is the perfect man for you.”
“Fine! What’s the prize?”
“If he is… let me be the ‘god father’ of your first born.” He laughed.
“And if he’s not?”
“If he’s not, I’ll let my company vice-president chair free for you.”
“Okay.” We made the bet and then we laughed.
“Why are you that confident? Maybe in the end, you’ll be the one.” I laughed and I could swear I saw his ears getting redder.
“Yes, sure.” He laughed too, and we got back with the juices for the kids.
We all stayed there until late at night, we told jokes, drank a lot of juices, and even ate some cakes. The kids were happily spending some time together, without school, just them, being happy. I missed those times of my childhood. Even if I didn’t have close friends, whom I’ll talk, just Yoochun, I was happy.
*2 months later* (June)
I got my clothes ready, and went to my first class.
“Good morning!” I said when I entered in the class.
“Good morning!” the children said.
“So, I want to do a lot of things today, so we better start doing our job. First of all, I want all of you make a little scheme on your notebooks. Draw something that you like: a fruit, a cake. Or draw someone, like your beloved one.” I smiled.
“Can I draw my boyfriend?”
“Yes, but that I wanted to tell you. If you draw someone, just draw their portraits, like teacher Cha Seung Won taught you. Then, I want all of you to make that drawing into a piece of art, a sculpture.”
“Teacher!” I heard their cries.
“Haven’t you started yet?” I made an angry face, but inside I was laughing.
“So bad with your students?” I heard a voice at the door, so I looked up.
“Do you need something, Jaejoong-ssi?”
“Mhm, yes, I wanted to tell the students that we’re holding an MT. On June 16th and 17th. So all of you need to come. Something about all kinds of art.” He laughed. “I don’t know very much, but I know that you’ll have fun. I still remember the MTs that I went to in my college days. Do you remember your MTs, Ji Hye-ssi?”
“I’m in class, as you can see, so, if you finished what you have to say, you can leave.”
“Teacher, we want to hear!” the students said.
“I’ll tell you stories at the MT. Now go back to work.”
“I have to tell you something.” Jaejoong whispered in my ear, shivers went down on my spine. “Come to my room after classes.”
*6 hours later*
“You made me come all the way here, it took me half of hour, just because you wanted me to see you half naked while laying into bed?” I asked entering in the room.
“I was trying to take a nap.”
“Next time, try to take a nap with your shirt on.” I said looking away.
“Whatever,” he said without dressing up “I talked with our parents-“
“I said ours, so yes. So, I talked to them, they said that out ‘soon-to-be-wedding’ will be on 30th of June, 2 weeks after the MT.” he said looking at me.
“I won’t marry you.”
“Come one, you haven’t found that ‘ideal guy’. Yoochun told me that you hate me.” He smirked.
“Maybe I’ll just marry Yoochun.”
“Go ahead.” He said.
“I don’t want to marry him, he’s too plain.” I said without thinking.
“You know I could tell him this anytime.”
“Sorry, please don’t tell him.” I laughed. “I didn’t mean to.” I was serious this time.
“Whatever, the wedding will be on some place here in Seoul. And our honey moon will be in Paris, Hotel Concorde. There you can see this-“he pointed to his abs “-every time you want.”
“Please, I don’t want to. I’m full of you. I’m leaving.”
“Oh, and we can go to a pool… you just in bikini-“
“Aish, shut up! You pervert!”
“Why?” he said coming to me. “I’ll be your husband.” He was really close to me this time.
“Ya! What are you doing?” I said, my face was like a tomato.
“Hyung! Can I enter? I have to tell you something!” we heard a boy’s voice.
“Sure, wait one minute. Saved by the bell.” He whispered in my ear. Saved? What was what he wanted to do? I remained shocked, in that place. “Aren’t you leaving?”
“Myeah…” I said and got out of the room, by the door.
“Hello, noona!” Chansung greeted me. “Why are you blushing? And why is hyung shirtless?” he asked looking at both of us.
“Aish, ask that jerk!” I said and left.
I entered my room, and I locked the door and the window. I had to feel safe. So, we will really get married?
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