Chapter4
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As they were walking together while chatting, the students kept on looking at them with disgust.
-- Where did Jae-kyung got her from??
-- She’s not even close to being pretty.
-- I know right?? Look at her.
-- Woah! Is that a space in her teeth?? What kind of a creature is she??
-- Never seen that before.
-- Eww! She disgust me!
…
Jae-kyung is starting to get annoyed as the comments kept on flowing.
She wanted to face them and shut them up, but she thought of Ju-kyung. Her toxic fans will tell her what she did, and she would really get angry with her.
Ju-kyung is a fashion model who is loved by all. Her love was transferred to her twin sister and younger sister, so they were loved equally.
Her fan base grew when she was seen with the youngest chaebol, Jin Soo-oh. He’s 24 years old, and he’s also the youngest billionaire in the whole of Korea. He has won many awards and so, he’s so popular and loved. Soo-oh is effortlessly handsome, stinkingly rich, flawless skin and so many good qualities in him.
Most people says Ju-kyung doesn’t deserve him, because of her introvert lifestyle, but who cares anyway?? Since she’s loved by almost all the citizens of the Asian countries, who would dare to say she doesn’t deserve to be with him??
The comments is now getting too much, and Jae-kyung couldn’t take it anymore.
“Will you people just keep your stinky mouths shut?! How dare you abuse her?? Do you know her?? The fact that she has a gap-teeth doesn’t mean that she’s not a human being. She’s also the same creature as y’all. You even went as far as saying she isn’t close to being pretty, but my dears, I’m glad to tell you that she’s the prettiest Nigerian girl I’ve ever seen, so keep your mouths shut on that. And for the fact that she’s dark-skinned doesn’t give y’all the right to hate on her. She love you all for heaven’s sake! She fvcking love y’all, so why doing this?! You guys don’t need it, please. Just keep your mouth shut if you don’t have any good thing to say about her, okay??… Fuke let’s go.” Jae-kyung said as she held Funke’s hand and pulled her away.
Despite being in such critical state, Funke almost laughed when she heard the way Jae-kyung pronounced her name - Fuke??
Seriously??
She couldn’t control her laughter and she bursted out laughing.
Jae-kyung who was still boiling with rage turned her head swiftly to look at her.
“What’s funny??” She asked.
“I’m just grateful for what you did for me. Their face expressions is funny. You need to see how they were looking after you talked.” Funke lied.
“Seriously, I don’t like what they did. The fact that you’re from Nigeria and also a dark-skinned girl doesn’t mean they can say all bad things about you. That’s inhumane.” Jae-kyung said, and Funke pouted.
“Can I say that I love you??” Funke asked and Jae-kyung smiled.
“Sure.”
“Sarangyae Jae-kyung. (I love you Jae-kyung.)” Funke said and Jae-kyung smiled.
“Awwn, come on, give me a hug.” Jae-kyung said, and Funke hugged her so tight.
“I love you too Fuke… and don’t ever allow anyone to abuse or bad-mouth you. I might not be there to defend you like I just did, so always stand up for yourself, okay??” Jae-kyung said, and Funke nodded cutely.
“I will. Thank you.” She said.
“Alright. Let’s continue our tour.” Jae-kyung said and they both smiled before walking away together.
“Actually, it’s Funke, not Fuke.” Funke said, and Jae-kyung looked at her.
“Fuke or what did you call it??” She asked.
“Funke… F-U-N-K-E. Funke.” She spelt it out, but Jae-kyung rolled her eyes.
“Do you have an English name??” She asked, and Funke chuckled.
“My English name is quite funny… it’s Sweetheart.” Funke replied, and Jae-kyung raised a brow.
“Sweetheart??” She asked, and Funke nodded in smile.
“How come you ended up with such a name??” She asked again.
“Well, my mum named me that, so only her know her reason or reasons for giving me such a name.” Funke replied.
“Then is it right to call you Sweetheart?? I mean… don’t you have any other name??” Jae-kyung asked.
“I have… Violet.”
“Good. Violet sounds cool. I’ll call you Violet henceforth.” Jae-kyung said, and Funke nodded.
“What about you and Ju-kyung?? Do you have English names??” Funke asked.
“A lot. Do you wanna hear them??” Jae-kyung asked, and Funke smiled.
“Yes.”
“Okay… She’s Leela, I’m Sheila. She’s Nana, I’m Naomi. She’s Medusa, I’m Mariposa. She’s Maya, I’m Madelyn. She’s Clara, I’m Mara. She’s Mia, I’m Ria. She’s Anabel, I’m Mirabel… wanna hear more??” Jae-kyung asked, and Funke just watched in awe.
“All those names for you??” She asked, and Jae-kyung smiled.
“It’s still remains seven left. Wanna hear it??” Jae-kyung asked, and Funke faked a smile.
She gets tired easily. Any little thing, she’s already tired.
“No. Let’s talk about something else.” She said.
“Okay. Do you know who the most handsome guy in this school is??” Jae-kyung asked.
“No. Tell me.”
“People are still doubting who it is. There’s this American guy that got transferred to this school just last week, he’s Davis. He’s well-known for his overloaded cuteness, and classic dress sense. Then there’s Soo-oh. The most handsome guy and youngest successful billionaire before Davis arrives. He’s our HOC (Head Of Class) and also my twinnie’s boyfriend. Also another cute guy arrived just about this time yesterday, an Indian guy to be precise. Arizona. He’s super cute! Extra hot! Effortlessly handsome! Very s£xy! Just name any good things you want in a guy. Arizona has it all! So people are really deliberating on who would be picked as the most handsome guy for this semester.” Jae-kyung said.
“What if we were asked to vote?? Who will you vote for??” Funke asked.
“I’ll go for Arizona… but then, Davis is also there. Oh gawd! Those two be kílling me!” Jae-kyung said dreamily, and Funke smiled.
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