”So..you’re not only good at soccer but drawing?” I came to his room silently, greeting JunSu with a calm voice. I could feel he was shivering when he realized my presence.
”Songsaengnim, you almost ruined my painting!” he pouted cutely, made me wanna pinch his chubby cheek. ”Don’t you have to work, Songsaengnim? I wonder the head-doctor will cut your salary since you are visiting me instead of your patient.” he asked me though his eyes never left the painting.
”I wonder you forgot that you are my patient,” replied me as dragging a chair so I could sit next to him.
”I am Dr. Shim’s patient,”
“I am Dr. Shim’s co-assistant which unfortunately will address you to my patient,”
“Sigh.”
“Why did you sigh, JunSu?” frowned, I felt his hand pushed me away.
“You go..” he said hesitantly. ”Don’t visit me anymore, I don’t like you…I hate Songsaengnim, so please go away…” his voices barely a whisper to me.
*Flashback*
”Park Songsaengnim…” a woman voice called YooChun, made he turned his wheel to the source.
“Oh, Lee Songsaengnim…”
“Hyori, just call me Hyori…”
“Well, call me YooChun then,” Hyori let giggles out of her lips.
“Do..do you have any…anytime on this Saturday? I would like to know if…hm maybe you can join me in dinner at one of my favorite Japanese restaurant since…you know, you are the best in Japanese food and I wish that I could have such a good dinner with…”
“Trap…trap..trap..trap…!!!” sound of someone running footsteps interrupted Hyori’s words. Both of them tilted their head to find the source, but nobody was near them. YooChun shrugged and finally said, “But I have to visit my parent this Saturday, Hyori-sshi,”
Hyori smile bitterly, “Well, it’s okay then…hm, maybe next time.”
“Yeah I guess,”
*end of flashback*
”JunSu..” I called JunSu for the last time.
”Just go songsaengnim…go away,” he said as he closed the door before his.
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