Jung Eunji

It was 8:13 in the morning and I have to go check the store I'm going to design later at 12:00 pm. I still have a lot of time so I went to the supermarket across the street.

I bought veggies and fruits to put in my also new refrigerator. While I was looking for more things to buy I saw the last box of strawberries and took it. Well yes! You're going home with me baby! I think to myself. I pushed my cart to the counter and paid.

I walked outside with my groceries checking my phone for the time when I bumped into this guy. Unfortunately I fell along with my groceries on the floor. Not having my best luck the strawberries scattered all over the floor.

My jaw dropped and my heart sank. I think I'm going to cry. I got up and looked at the guy. He looked like he's at a horrible state. He smelled like alcohol and he was wearing this black hoodie. I looked at his face but he was wearing the hood looking like he had the worst day ever in his life.

"Sorry." he said and walked away. He didn't even looked at me or helped me atleast. "Great! What a nice day!" I said with the most sarcastic tone, wanting him to hear it. It worked because he stopped on his feet and he went back.

I was picking the strawberries on the floor when he stood infront of me. And he just stood there. "You could atleast help me pick up these strawberries or say 'Im so sorry I'll be careful next time' while looking at my eyes...and not on the ground" I picked the last two strawberries on the floor and got up with a fake smile.

"Am I right?" I looked at him and my fake smile faded. He was staring at me, he's eyes practically begging me to help him. He didn't looked old. He looked almost the same age as me, or maybe a year older.

He took a step closer to me and I leaned backwards. "I'm so sorry...I'll be careful next time, Miss" He stared at my eyes in a way that I didn't like. He made me felt sadness and fear and something else I can't describe. I avoided his eyes. "Who's avoiding eye contact now?" His voice sounded deep and hurt and his tone was hard. He took a step backwards and puts both of his hands on his pockets. Finally.

I exhaled. I feel like I was holding my breath when he came close. I looked at him again but now more like a glare and said, "If you have a problem don't bring it up on other people. If you're going to drink please atleast be responsible on how you act." Wow I'm surprised I still have my respect at this guy.

"Mom? Are you my mom? Mom when did you get here?" I rolled my eyes and scoffed in disbelief. The confidence of this guy. I could kick him right now. I was holding up because I thought his bringing something heavy in his heart but it turns out I'm wrong. He's just a jerk who likes to drink and have fun.

I pushed pass him. I don't want to get into a fight right now. "Bye mom!" I heard him say, He sounded immature and it pissed me off so I raised my middle finger at him. I didn't look back. I don't have to and If I did maybe I'll punch him or something.

I pressed the button of the elevator and waited still remembering that guy. "Ugh! Who does that? Are people like him still around the world?!" I said to myself. I looked around and some people was looking at me. I wanted to hide for some reasons. Finally the doors of the elevator opened and I went inside.

When I reached the 4th floor I saw Chanyeol and sneaked behind him. "Looks safe.." he said to himself. "It does doesn't it?" I said. He flinched in fear. I laughed at him and he asked me where I had been. We went inside and he complimented my window that sounded sarcastic and! he told me he's getting married.

I stared at him and laughed hard. "Eunji quit laughing I'm being serious here." I tried to stop laughing but I failed. "I—Im sorry I ca— I just can't." I continued laughing. He threw a pillow at me and I catched it. I took a breath and sat beside him leaning at the sofa. I sighed.

"What's with your family forcing everyone to get married?" He also leaned at the sofa. "It's a business thing. You know they call it 'connections'." he said and put air quote with his hands. "If I marry the daughter of this rich company a part of their company will be ours...I think." I think that's not a bad idea. Unless Chanyeol likes someone else then that's going to be a problem.

I faced him. "Well? What's wrong?" I asked him, he looked at me and raised his one eye brow at me. "Look I'm just saying I don't see the problem. Why don't you want to get married to her? Do you like someone else?" He looked away. "Uhh.." he trailed off avoiding my gaze. "You do like someone!" I shook his shoulder with excitement.

"Uh no no and no I'm too busy with practicing to be an idol how can I have time to like someone." he explained. My excitement faded away and looked at the ceiling leaning at the sofa again.

"If I were you I would accept it. It's instant money! And instant husband!" I said using my hands for gestures.

Would I even get married? For now I don't like someone. _____

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