|ChaeRyeong's POV|
"I told you to be quiet. I'm trying to study." Morgyn snaps as I scroll through my phone.
"I didn't say anything." I mumble softly as I glance up at him.
I really hadn't. My face has been glued to my phone for the last two hours. He won't even let me use my headphones to listen to music because he can apparently still hear it loud and clear. I'd kill to have his hearing. I could hear a bird in Africa from here if I did.
"You were squirming around. The sound of the chair is distracting me." Morgyn complains as I roll my eyes at him.
He's even more of a drama queen than I am. Isn't that supposed to be the girl's job? I'm supposed to be the one with hormone problems, not him.
I lock my phone and lean my head back against the chair. I tug the blanket off of the chair next to me and drape it over myself. Morgyn tosses me a glare before returning his focus to his history book.
Is it normal to have to be so quiet? I thought couples were supposed to be happy, talkative people. They were supposed to have a ton of fun together and make so many amazing memories. The only memories I have are the four walls and rows of books in the library, and the occasional visit to his apartment. Honestly, there isn't much of a difference between the two, except one has a bed.
I always pictured a relationship like it is in the dramas. There's a dark and brooding man hiding in the shadows of the rest of the world and he suddenly takes an interest in me. Then he takes me on dangerous adventures and we argue, but make up with a heartwarming show of affection. Isn't that what it's supposed to be like or am I being stupid again?
Morgyn says I act stupid a lot more than I should. I don't mean it. I wouldn't call it stupid to be honest. I'm just a little naive. It's not always a bad thing, is it? Isn't it kind of fun? There's so many unpredictable things coming out of my mouth without much warning at all.
"Can you go in the bedroom or something?" Morgyn groans as he looks up from his boom again.
"Can't we go eat? You told me we'd leave here at six. It's seven thirty now. I'm starving." I pout as I lean forward in hopes of convincing him to put the book away.
"Order something. You can use my card it's on the counter." He waves me away and closes one book just to move onto another.
I glance at him as I stand beside the kitchen counter. I set the blanket down on the nearest stool and reach for my purse and coat. What's the point in sitting here while he reads the same information over and over again? I can go out and get my own food.
I could get takeout and go sit on the beach or even at the park. I reach for the door and tug it open.
"Where are you going?" Morgyn finally closes his book and gives me attention.
"I'm going to eat." I don't even spare him a second glance. I step into the hall and shut the door behind me.
"Hold on! Get back her, Chae." Morgyn calls after me as he peeks into the hall.
I stop and contemplate going back. My heart says it's not worth it, but my feet think differently. Without much thought, I'm already turning around and heading toward him. It's almost as if my brain doesn't want to accept the fact that he's not a good fit for me. It wants to continue living this lie and trying to fix him to be everything I want him to be.
I stand in the hall beside the door as he grabs his things, finally ready to go out to eat. Why do I always have to leave before he realizes that he needs to do something? I can tell him a million times that I'm hungry or that I'm bored and he just pushes it off and tells me to wait just a little longer. The sad part is I let him. I'll sit and wait for hours because that's what a good girlfriend is supposed to do.
"Okay, let's go." Morgyn slips into the hall and shuts the door behind him.
I fall in step beside him quietly. My head is too full of questions to even notice he's talking to me. I'm so caught up in an internal debate with myself that I don't care he's talking to me.
"Earth to ChaeRyeong." Morgyn pokes my cheek and manages to snap me out of it.
"Hm?" I hum as I slowly turn to look up at him.
"What's going on with you? You're never this quiet." Morgyn chuckles as he wraps his arm around my shoulders.
"Nothing. I'm just thinking." I mumble as I shrug his arm off of me.
"About what? What's wrong?" Morgyn questions as if he actually cares.
"It's nothing, just random stuff." I reassure him as we slip into the elevator.
A girl with pitch black hair slips passed us. She ducks inside of the nearest apartment and closes the door with a huff. Her face tells a tale of sadness and regret. Her eyes were red and puffy, she's been crying. I have no idea who she is, but I can't help but want to help her. Is there something I can do to make it better? Can I offer a shoulder to cry on or a calming hug?
"Come on, I want to get this over with so I can keep studying." Morgyn complains as he drags me into the elevator.
"You don't have to come. You can go back and study. I'm used to it. Honestly, it's kind of like we aren't even dating. You don't care about anything. It's always study this and study that." I mumble as I lean against the elevator wall.
He turns to glare at me as the doors creep shut. The stale air between us is quickly relieved when the doors open again at the floor beneath ours. A slender girl with long blonde hair slips into the elevator in front of us. A dark haired boy trails behind her. She seems frustrated, uncomfortable as she tugs at her skirt.
I can't blame her, it seems quite short. She's wearing nylons, but those don't help to cover anything. I want to take my jacket off and wrap it around her waist to give her some comfort, but the way her boyfriend boisterously chatters on the phone tells me I shouldn't intervene. It doesn't help the way Morgyn is staring at me.
He's waiting for me to say something to him. He's waiting to show them our relationship is superior, but is it? I'm just like her in a way. Uncomfortable and annoyed.
I glance over at Morgyn to see his eyes trailing over the poor girl's body. I slap him and take a step toward her to try and cover her as best as I can. The poor thing is probably being forced to the club.
The doors open at the lobby and the two step out, followed closely by us. Once they're far enough away, I turn toward Morgyn and slap him again. He acts as if he's confused. As if he has no idea why I would do that.
"You're a pig." I turn my back to him and shake my head as I make my way toward the door.