CHAPTER 11 : Now I Realize
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*Yura’s POV*
I left, as soon as I see Dohyun kissing that woman. Is he that easy? He flirts with every woman he met?
Hongsik is chasing me, while calling my name. I ignore him and go to my room immediately.
“Kaya!” I opened the door, and I found Kaya with Jaejin oppa, making out.
Kaya doesn’t even notice that I’m in the room! Why is everyone making out now?
I close the door and I go to the hot pool to calm my nerves.
I take off my clothes and wrap my body with a towel, I dive into the pool, not wanting to think about what happened. Wait, why am I thinking about Dohyun so much? Do I like him? Why am I upset because he kissed another woman?
I’m contemplating.
Well, I can’t erase him from my mind, since he took care of me when I was sick, his worried expression, his initiative to bought me foods and meds.
No…
He stays in my mind from the start, since our first meeting. I kept thinking about him.
I think I do fell for him…
Unknowingly, I am crying in the pool. I always fall in love with the bad guy.
“Yura!” Kaya called me. She comes with Jaejin oppa to the hot pool.
“Hi Kaya, hi Jaejin oppa” I said.
“You okay?” Kaya asked me with worry.
I tell her about Dohyun and that woman, and I tell her that I think I’m falling for Dohyun.
“Well, it doesn’t take long for you to realize. I knew it since you told me the story at the café. You keep thinking about Dohyun, and Hongsik is more like… a good friend. Right?” Kaya reassured me.
“You’re right. I don’t see Hongsik that way, he’s more like a brother to me, or a friend” I added.
Kaya smiled at me and she hugged me.
“I want to shower now; I’ve been here for 2 hours; my hands are wrinkled” I laughed.
“Hahaha, sure, go go go, I’ll be here if you need anything” Kaya smiled again.
9 PM
I’m lying on my bed, thinking whether I should I talk to Dohyun or not. Or should I express my feelings? Am I sure about it? I overthink things.
I am thirsty, I better go to the vending machine downstairs.
I walk downstairs, and I saw Dohyun who’s alone.
I look at him, and suddenly we exchange glances. I walk away to the vending machine to grab my drink.
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*Dohyun’s POV*
I am thinking about Yerin’s words to me.
“I know you can’t forget me. I am the one who made you like this”
I know, she really made me like this. She caused this trauma. She made me build a very high wall in my heart. No one has ever been through it.
I saw Yura looking at me from afar. She started walking downstairs as soon as I look at her.
Right… Yura is the first person who made me open my heart a little.
I chase Yura downstairs, I have to make sure of my feelings. I need to!
She’s in front of the vending machine, I approach her and I call her,
“Yura…” I said.
“Oh… Hi Dohyun, what’s up?” She said as she turns around.
“I need to talk to you” I replied.
We go to an empty room, so we can talk alone.
“Yura, about what you saw this afternoon, there is a misunderstanding” I explained.
“Oh… about you kissing a random woman” she replied curtly.
“She was my ex, 2 years ago. I… I have this jerk attitude because of the trauma she gave me. I left her as soon as I knew she is a prostitute” I explained briefly.
“She is a prostitute? Did you…” she stopped.
“Why did you kiss her? You said you broke up with her?” she added.
“She kissed me, and put my hand on her butt, I push her right away” I said.
“2 years ago, did you… do it with her?” she asked me with a vibrating voice.
“I… I did. My first and my last” I answered her honestly.
She looks at me in shocked, her eyes are teary.
I walk to her, and try to wipe her tears.
I move my face closer to hers, and I kiss her softly on the lips. I can hear she sobs while we kiss.
My hand is slowly reaching her cheek. She grabs my hand and suddenly said,
“Do you like me?”
I froze when I hear the question.
“Kiss me again if you like me, and if you promise me you’ll forget her” she added.
There is this silence between us.
“I knew it” she wiped her tears and she let go of my hand.
She walked out the room, leaving me alone.
I punch the wall in anger.
I hate myself for acting like this.
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