Motherly Ghost

Chapter 09

It's very nice to see how people spend their Saturday night with their loved ones, having lovey dovey moments and all even in public, in the middle of shopping centre which made me think their brains must be halved.

The sight was really annoying, even more than a Kim Seokjin. They should've tried to find a private place to do kissy kissy moments. But no, they do that in front of everyone's eyes.

Oh well, putting them aside, here I am, spending my Saturday night with a ghost which sounds really tragic but in fact, the real situation was worse than what you call tragic.

"See? I've told you maroon does not suit you. You look like a freaking clown," Jin commented as we both stared into the mirror in the fitting room. He shook his head in disagreement of my choice.

"Shut up! Then what do you want me to wear?" I hissed, trying to not be as loud as possible since it would be a trouble if anyone outside hear a girl talking to no one. I had to make sure that we were out of the security camera's range too when we're outside. Seokjin was too naggy tonight and I had a hard time holding back my anger.

"Bikinis." He rolled his eyes, folding his arms across his chest as he looked away.

I grunted. "You sound like a perverted uncle."

Seokjin exited the fitting room and I changed back to my casual clothes. I hung back the dress onto its hanger before leaving the room vacant.

Outside, I saw Jin peering over a row of dresses as he held his chin, examining each dress intently, as if he was a professional designer who had much knowledge about clothing.

"Mirae, you definitely look good in yellow. Give a try," he suddenly said as he pointed at a yellow dress.

I walked toward him and whispered, "Don't you think it's a bit eye-catching and how come this suits me? I can't even imagine myself wearing this; it's too bright for someone who's rather gloomy like me." Despite saying that, I still took the dress to examine it further, trying to brain how on earth he said that this suits me.

"Give a try first, you rock head. You know I have good eyes on this kind of thing," he replied, eyes showed how much he was annoyed by my stubbornness (in his perspective).

I heaved a sigh and finally gave in. "Fine, but I'm going to call an exorcist for sure if this makes me look like a clown," I said before heading back to the vacant fitting room. Luckily, no one was around at the moment, so it made me feel more comfortable. Being around people was not something I genuinely enjoy, although I normally don't really mind. But if I could, I'd avoid.

Changing to the yellow dress, I spun around to check the back view of the dress and to my surprise, it really suits me just like what he said.

I moved closer to the door of the fitting room, knocking it several times to give a signal to Jin.

"What?" I could hear him speaking from the other side.

"U ― Uhm," I began, "Just this once I'll praise you for having good eyes. Thank you, Jin. The dress suits me."

I could hear chuckling sounds erupted in the silence. "See? I've told you I got a good taste. Besides, the colour yellow represents suicide prevention awareness, and that really suits you," he spoke.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. How come a meaningful colour like that suits a gloomy person like me?

"And if you think you are a bad and gloomy person in general, then don't be, because you're probably the nicest person I've ever met, Mirae. You really look good in bright and meaningful colours."