After a few minutes of waiting for the staring contest to come to a close, I decided that it would never end unless I made it end.
""Ooooww!""
I take two portable electric fans place it in front of their eyes. Both of them, like looking into a mirror, react the same way and even do the same eye rubbing action.
I guess they aren't so different.
"Huh?...oh, it's Min-chul!"
"Hi Min-chul...oh! Your fries!"
Ji-woo just realizes that I was watching their little game and So-young completely ignores me for the fries I just made. Ahhh, I guess I also deserve this, huh?
"Ummm...sooo, wanna play some video games?"
"Video games?!?! You really have? Let's play let's play!"
"!!!...I'll play with Ji-woo"
Hearing the excited Ji-woo, So-young stops her inhaling of the fries and picks up a controller. I guess she is still competitive, huh?
"Tch! Little cow..."
"Dumb gyaru..."
Yep. I didn't hear anything. They didn't just talk right now. No no no.
After handing them the controller and turning on the console, they get right into it.
And the result is.....they both are very bad.
Ji-woo, the supposed professional, doesn't know how to guard while So-young, the competitive girl, sometimes forgets to jump back on the platform.
Uhhh, yeah. This is hard to watch.
"...enough of video games! Who cares about the skill?"
"Yeah! Enough video games! They cause violence, don't they?!"
For the first time, they agree upon something. I guess lack of skill and competition can bring people together.
"...what do we do now?"
Raising the question on my mind, So-young looks at me with that weird grin she gave me back in school when I offered her to go to my house. What the hell is this devil planning?...
"Eeeeehehe...what? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Oh nothing~~ but, I was just thinking...I want to be prettier for Min-chul"
Hearing the little girl say something so adult-like, I can't help but smile. How brave!...wait!...she isn't embarrassed. Why isn't she embarrassed.
Don't tell me that this is another one of her little punishments.
Meanwhile, Ji-woo is just sitting in a frog position while looking back and forth at So-young and I. She is a bit slow, isn't she?
"Soooo~ I brought makeup!"
'Ahh, we are back here now...but why am I the subject?!?!?!'
I vividly remember this moment in my past life. Why? It was a subject of teasing for me to Jung for a looong time.
Why? Well, once upon a time...
There was a once boy named Jung
He would stare at girls' bums
His girlfriend, So-young
Didn't appreciate the staring of the bums
So, So-young stung and stung
But, that wasn't enough!
In anger! She huffed and puffed!
She thought and plot for solutions...
"I know!" She exclaimed!
"Make him a girl; ingrained into his brain!"
So, one fateful day, So-young brought her makeup
And ingrain into his brain she did...
Since that day, Jung's bum staring days were over.
Like an overpass, it was a flyover.
His wounds were gone...
But he was now redrawn...
,The End.
Thank you, thank you. That was my poem named "Jung's Bums". I know I know it sucked, but Jung didn't think so...
He thought it SUPER SUCKED. He hated it when I recited that poem. The worst, or maybe best part, was how it contrasted with his fully masculine face.
He looked like some drag queen or a very flamboyant homosexual...not that there's anything wrong with that. Pheewww, just avoided getting cancelled.
It was good times...
No! This isn't the point!
Why am I the subject now?!?!
Is this because I became So-young best friend instead of Jung?
I feel very worried and look around nervously. I see the clock on my wall that says "3:20".
'Oh, thank you Buddha, there is still time'
Normally, Jung would have come home by now, but he has a longer varsity practice time.
From what I can tell, he joined the jiujitsu club in 4th grade and switched to the more competitive jiujitsu varsity team. Ahhh, I guess this is the first of many black and red belts in his martial arts career.
He could have honestly joined the MMA if he wanted to.
Oh my God! This isn't the point!
Is my brain trying to disassociate from the reality?
All the while this war of thoughts are battling inside my brain, Ji-woo and So-young out aside their disagreements for now as Ji-woo is confused.
"Why are you putting makeup on Min-chul oppa?"
"First! He isn't YOUR oppa. Second, it's a punishment for ignoring me for little thieves"
"Oh no! Where's the thief?! I'll help you catch them, but after that, I still hate you!"
After hearing that sentence by Ji-woo, So-young can even smell the airhead coming off of her. Can she not tell that SHE is the thief?
Chuckling at Ji-woo's weird antics, So-young continues preparing the makeup for Min-chul while Min-chul is still disassociating from his current situation.
It's chaotic and a big mess.
"Wait! Stop talking for a bit, dumb gyaru..."
"Hey! I'm not a dum- mmhhphmmm!"
After covering the nuisance up with her mouth, So-young starts waving her hands in front of Min-chul to see if he'll react.
Almost punching him? Doesn't flinch.
Yelling next to him? Doesn't flinch.
Saying some vulgar curses? Slightly twitches his eyes, but aside from that, doesn't flinch.
"Oh my God...he really disassociated! This is perfect!"
"Huh? Disassemble? But he is still in one piece!"
"Not disassemble, you dumb gyaru! Disassociate! It's when you...no, look it up yourself"
Hearing So-young, she realized that she can just search up the meaning of the words she doesn't know! With that, she isn't a dumb gyaru!
Taking out her phone, So-young does a double take. Doesn't that model cost almost one million won??? No, this isn't the point!
The point is that...she can put makeup on Min-chul without any resistance or distractions!
Ji-woo, the dumb and rich gyaru is busy looking up words and Min-chul is...uhhh, not here, technically.
Taking out her makeup brush, she starts her art.
Brushing, stroking and painting. After a while, it all comes together...sort of.
There is one problem however.....why the hell is Min-chul cuter than her?!?!
Well, that was a few minutes ago before she added the lipstick and the eyeliner, but that's not the issue!
After the session, Min-chul comes back to himself. He touches his face and a slightly off white color coats his fingers; much to his dismay.
"No no no no...this can't be"
Running into the bathroom, Min-chul sees himself in the mirror and almost faints from the shock.
First of all, when did she add the makeup?!?! Second of all, why does he not look so bad with the makeup?
*BIIINNNGGG BOOONGGG*
"I'm home~"
'Oh naw...'
Hearing his older brother's voice, he starts panicking and wondering what to do. He quickly turns on the sink and right before he's about to wash it...
"Anddd...gotcha! What are you do-....."
"....."
"....."
"....."
'Say something! Please at least acknowledge this stupid makeup on your brother's face!!!'
"...I'll eat some of the apples you got last time....."
"Huh? Go ahead"
Suddenly changing the topic, Jung turns around and starts walking back to the couch like normal; as if he didn't just catch his brother wearing makeup.
'...somehow, this is worse than if he just made fun of me'
Quickly trying to wash off makeup doesn't go as well as Min-chul thought since it now looks like his boyfriend just broke up with him and he decided to go to the club to hookup with someone while crying in the bathroom from time to time.
He leaves the washroom and sits down beside Jung to forget about the two little nuisances in the house.
Still with the mascara on his cheeks, messed up lipstick and patchy foundation and concealer, he stopped trying after the 5th wash.
"...hahaha, funny show, no?"
"Yeah, I guess so...want an apple?"
As if it was a regular day, Jung throws Min-chul an apple and Min-chul, unlike his usual self, just takes a massive bite.
Jung notices this but ignores it as he is in selective denial. He doesn't want to remember this as it's too traumatizing for his little brain.
Meanwhile in Min-chul's room, So-young hears Jung and rushes out to help Min-chul with the explaination. I mean, how do you even explain this?!?!
"Hey Jung! Min-chul was ju-..."
"Huh? Oh, So-young. You're here"
"Yeah, I invited her over"
She finds the two brothers just sitting on the couch, one arm around the other and watching a TV show as if one of them doesn't look like a crack-addicted prostitute was crying about her life after selling herself for 10,000 won.
"Uhhhh...Min-chul? You wanna wash that off?"
"Huh? Oh, it won't come off. Do you mind helping me out?"
Honestly, So-young felt a little bit bad. She wanted to punish him, not traumatize his brother and leave him a despondent mess.
'Don't deny the weirdness of this situation!!!'
She takes her make remover tissues and other equipment and gets to work. All the while, Ji-woo is still searching for words she doesn't know. The little cutie.
Needless to say now, Ji-woo and So-young hate each other, Ji-woo view of Min-chul has now slightly increased from "cool friend" to "friendly friend" and So-young got her pay back.
A day of chaos, revenge and equality. It was a good day...kinda. I guess...maybe...sort of...
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