3rd person's POV
(4:00 PM)
Later that afternoon, Min fell asleep on the couch of their marketing club's broadcasting room, waiting for Byul to arrive so they could go home together.
When the bell rang for the signal that the university would close anytime soon, Min Young woke up from her beauty sleep, but she couldn't find Byul anywhere in the room. So she just sighed before she rubbed the sleep off her eyes and turned to look at the paper bag with cookies she brought, which she didn't manage to give to Seo Jun. With another sigh leaving her mouth, she thought about how Byul would be disappointed at her when she knew about this, but what else could she do? She just couldn't find the right timing to give it to him, so she decided that she would just make some another time.
"Where has Noona gone off to today?" She reached for her phone in her pocket to call Forul, but instead, she found 13 missed calls and 15 text messages from her already.
(From: It's Byul Noona!)
(3:15 pm): Min young!
(3:16 pm): Don't wait for me. I can't drive you home today since I have something very important to attend to, but don't worry, I have already called our driver to drive you home.
(3:20 pm): You're not answering my calls!
(3:25 pm): Whatever. I'm giving up. I know you'll read this after whatever it is you are doing currently, so I'm going. Bye.
"Gross, she's really clingy." Min just laughed as she walked outside with her bag and paper bag; there were no signs of students.
She was walking down from the second floor when she again overheard a conversation in a room close to the stairs. She just sighed for the third time that day, but when she finally saw from her peripheral vision that it was a girl confessing to Daehyun again, she did not bother to try and listen this time. She was about to put earphones on her ears when that girl suddenly ran past her and bumped her shoulder in the process of running away. The girl muttered "sorry," and she was crying.
She sighed irritatingly as she picked up her earphones from the floor.
Maybe I should ask Daehyun to go home with me and give him a ride. He must be sad again for rejecting another girl. It's not even his fault.
Min was about to walk in but abruptly stopped in front of the door because of what she heard, which made her eyes widen.
"Why would she even think that I'd date her? She's too fat, and her hair looks greasy. Tsk, just gross, huh? What a loser." Min's eyes widened in shock. She was just frozen on her spot, trying to interpret whether what she heard was right or not. Maybe, just maybe, her mind is trying to play tricks on her, but no. She can't be that wrong. Because Daehyun just said that. And she even heard him with her own ears.
Min didn't notice that Daehyun was already out of the room and was looking at her. He was shocked to see her on the door, just standing there looking elsewhere.
"Min young?" Jimin looked at him, still lost for words.
"When did you arrive?" She gulped. She's not sure, but she does not like the tone in Daehyun's voice right now. It wasn't different from what she used on their daily conversations, but Min just feels that it became different—like a little bit of a cold and deep voice, which gives her chills down her spine. Odd, to be exact. So she decided to cover up the truth.
"I came in just now." She forced her smile to look natural, even though she knew that she might be slightly trembling. She just thanked him for not stuttering, though.
"Why are you here, Mochi? Do you have anything for me?" Daehyun asked, mentioning the pet name he gave her, suddenly talking very softly and gently while slowly walking towards Min with his bunny smile. Min, as always, liked the older man's smile, but this time she felt nervous and a little scared about it.
"I was about to ask you if we could go home together. You know, since you could be sad about what happened." Her palms started to sweat at the mention of the incident, which happened a few minutes ago. Daehyun inched forward as he closed the door and locked it, and Min gulped for another time when she felt her back touch the wooden door behind her.
'And why would I be sad? "You only think of that if you somehow see someone confessing to me." She just cursed herself for bringing that up. Now she needs to think of an excuse!
"It's about earlier, you know, when that guy confronted you. I thought that you would need company." Min tried her best not to sound shaky, and so far she is nailing it. Daehyun almost believed him. Almost....
Daehyun walked closer, and they were only less than a metre away. She could feel the older man's breathing fanning on his face.
"Hy-Hyunnie?" Daehyun glided his hand over her shoulders, and it made her flinch. It went lower and lower until it reached her hand from the back. He suddenly snatched the paper bag away and finally moved backward.
"Why are you so tensed?" Mochi, I'm just trying to reach for this. It smelled delicious." Daehyun said, licking his lips teasingly before he reached for the packed cookies inside the paper bag.
"Are you planning to give this to Seojun-hyung?" She just nodded, hurriedly looking away.
"You could try some if you want. "You could have it." He smiled at the offer and got one of the cookies as he ate it. Min bit her lower lip as she thought that she was finally saved, thanking her cookies for saving her.
"The way you can't look me in the eyes The way your palms are sweating behind your back, the way your lips quiver, She looked at him in shock another time. The older woman's smile fades, changing into an expression she had never seen before. Which seemed to her to be a little bit psychotic.
Daehyun set the paper bag aside as he crushed half of the cookie left on his hand, causing its crumbs to fall on the floor. He grinned when he saw how Min kept biting her lip, now showing fear in his eyes. He tried to tease her a bit more, so he leaned on her ears.
"Is it because you're excited about going home with me?"
"... or was I caught?"
''Soon you will be in my grasp, baby girl." Daehyun internally smirked while eyeing the beauty in front of him.
Soon, my Mochi, very soon...