บท 3: One
Oh Areum
He must think I'm stupid to not know that he is following me.
I walked along the busy streets of Seoul and even with the cluster of people around me, I could still feel his eyes on me. He had been following me for over 10 minutes now. I stopped at the crosswalk waiting for the light to turn green and soon I felt a presence behind me.
I ran my fingers through my blonde hair as I huffed in annoyance waiting for the light to turn green. If he tries even the slightest to touch me, he's going to regret it.
I hear him shuffling behind me as if shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He was still at a safe distance away from me but still, what a creepy ass dude.
No, I'm not being paranoid or anything. I know he's following me because this dude walked out from a building and was about to get into his car. Then when I walked passed his car, he closed his door and has been following me ever since.
Maybe he thought I was cute and wanted my number, but then he could have just asked me to stop, and maybe if he worked his charms, I'd probably give it to him too. He wasn't too bad looking himself.
But this is stalking and creepy.
"Ahem, uh excuse me..."
The light turned green while he tried to make conversation with me and I purposely swung my purse to adjust it on my shoulder, letting it hit him behind me.
"Ow..."
I tried not to giggle out loud and proceed to cross the road. And of course, he follows along. I was getting close to home and this creep was still behind me. I'm not about to let this dude follow me home and know where I live. I turned around and decided to confront him head-on.
"Who the hell are you and why have you been following me?!"
My hand rests on my hips and I glared at the young man. Now that I got a really good look at him, he was really handsome. Cutie was flustered at my sudden boldness that he had turned red.
"Uhhh, sorry. I-I'm really not a creep or stalker. It's just that..."
His voice had trailed off and I noticed that his eyes started to brimmed with tears. It caught me totally off guard cause what was this cute dude trying to do? He looked like he was about to burst into tears any second. He was scanning my face with those glistening eyes as if he couldn't believe I was standing in front of him.
"Who are you?" I asked him once again.
"My name is Jung Hoseok. Sorry if I startled you. You look like someone who was very dear to me..."
And it was back to the staredown between us. I mean, I get it. I'm a very attractive lady. I've gotten lots of guys who have shown me that they were interested in me, but this dude was the first to try and pull this stunt.
I look like someone he knows? Oh please. He just wants to get into my pants. He was cute, but I really wasn't looking for a one night stand today.
Maybe if it was another evening and I didn't feel so tired, I would have invited him inside my home for a quickie. Then I would have kicked him out or he would have just left like any of the other guys.
And besides he was a creep who followed me here instead of trying to properly hit on me so I rolled my eyes at his attempt to woo me.
"Look here Mister, you're a stalker who has been following me for over 20 mins now. And if you don't leave me alone soon, I'll call the cops on you."
"Please don't. I'm sorry. Will you please have dinner with me? I would like to explain myself to you."
I had a heated battle with myself, not sure if I was going to fall for his trick or kick him in the balls and run away as fast as I can. I caught his eyes and those eyes looked so sincere. He was begging me with those brown orbs that were still filled with tears.
Did I really look like someone he knew?
"This someone who you said I looked like..."
I couldn't help but be curious as to who she was.
"... Who is she?"
Maybe if he explains himself, I'll be able to make up my mind if I want to go to dinner with him or not. His eyes were quite genuine and I found myself pitying him for some reason. He was quiet for a long time. His hand slowly made its way up to my face, but he doesn't touch me. His gaze upon my face was sad as he air traces my features without actually touching me.
He simply smiles at me before speaking to answer my question.
"Jung Yoona... You look like my little sister."
And that was when those tears he held back finally left his eyes. He was quick to wipe them away and I was left confused. Was this really just an attempt to flirt with me, or was he really hurting cause I looked like his sister? But why?
"Where is she? And why are you crying?"
He smiles softly at me before more tears rolled down his cheeks.
"My baby sister, she's no longer in this world. She took her own life...."
To Be Continued...
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Shookieillegirl A little FYI that the note below was poated up on Hobi's birthday a few weeks ago on my Wattpad account. ^_^
Chapter One is up for you all so that you could get a little preview as to what I'm planning for this book. Enjoy Loves! And a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR HOBI! I want to wish you the happiest birthday! I love you Jung Hoseok! Happy birthday, sunshine!
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