Family on paper
Love Maze 04
As soon as I got home, I habitually reached for water. I greeted the woman preparing dinner, then grabbed some from the fridge and poured it into a large glass.
김석진
“When you get home, you should wash your hands first.”
여주
“⋯.”
김석진
“Please put your bag down.”
여주
“You didn’t go to school?”
김석진
"I went and came back. There was only a student council meeting. Could you give me a glass of water, too?"
It was an unexpected encounter. Kim Seokjin was the student council president, always late for meetings. I swallowed the water that threatened to rise, and handed him a new glass.
여주
“⋯Ah.”
As I was handing him the glass, Kim Seokjin's hand and mine brushed against each other. It was a very slight touch, but I quickly pulled my hand away and stepped back. Fortunately, the glass, which almost fell to the floor, quickly landed on the table thanks to Kim Seokjin's quick reflexes.
김석진
“If anyone saw me, they’d think I was dirty. Aren’t you being too obvious about avoiding me?”
여주
“⋯I’m sorry.”
I lowered my head, avoiding Kim Seokjin's gaze. It'd been years since his suddenly abrupt change in demeanor, but I still hadn't gotten used to it.
김석진
“It’s okay. Your tutor should be here. Go up quickly.”
여주
“⋯Yes.”
I hurried my feet as if I'd been waiting for Kim Seokjin's words. I was more scared of Kim Seokjin's gentle smile than of Kim Taehyung, who would throw punches at random, depending on his mood.
As I walked up the stairs to the second floor, I heard the sound of a faucet turning on. Interspersed with the sound of running water were the occasional curses.
김석진
“Fuck… It’s so fucking dirty… It touched me, fuck…”
The image of Kim Seokjin's smiling face in front of me and the image of him spitting out curses came to mind, sending goosebumps down my spine. My steps up the stairs quickened.
bang.
“Oh, that’s a surprise. What if you slam the door so hard, mistress?”
In the room I ran up to, there was my tutor, sitting at her desk, diligently retouching her makeup. She was wearing a black miniskirt, an off-the-shoulder top, red lipstick, and fishnet stockings.
여주
“⋯.”
My heart, which had been pounding as if someone was chasing me, suddenly calmed, and my cheeks, which had been flushed with heat, cooled. Whether at school or home, they all approached with the same, obvious, and obvious intention.
I guess I should thank you for approaching me so openly. Ha. I laughed out loud.
“Did you go out and play after school? Why are you a little late today?”
여주
“⋯I’m going to talk to someone.”
“Who? Seokjin? Namjoon? Taehyung?”
여주
“⋯.”
“Oh, who! Is it one of the three?”
Is that the right attitude toward a student you're tutoring? He seemed completely uninterested in me, sitting across from him, having already finished preparing for class, and he reapplied lip color to his red lips before standing up.
‘That’s why I say we should look at character rather than academic background.’
I resolved to ask them to consider my character the next time I hired a tutor, but I lacked the courage to actually do it. After my father left for Japan, Kim Namjoon took over everything related to my studies.
여주
"teacher."
“Lady, the teacher will go downstairs for a bit to drink some water.”
여주
“Just leave.”
“⋯Huh?”
여주
“Pack your bags and leave.”
I didn't want any more time wasted. I sat upright in my chair, solving the problem without even looking at him, and I heard my tutor, or rather, a passerby, burst out laughing in disbelief.
"Lady, it's hard to find someone like me. You know this well, so why are you doing this? I'm a business administration major at Korea University."
여주
"Yes. I don't need to see you off, do I? Goodbye."
"hey!!!!"
It was when a woman, unable to control her temper, approached me, grumbling. I heard thumping footsteps, as if signaling her arrival, and then the door swung open without a knock.
“Hey. Does it taste good when you chew on my phone?”
It was Kim Taehyung.
Now the white filter is gone? It's like my eyes have been opened... It's so clean and nice.