Monica's POV
"Hey..." I reluctantly answered, while twisting the tip of my hair.
Why am i nervous?
I'll just ask him to go with me, nothing new!
My heart's beating like crazy..
"Mon?" His husky voice lingered through my ears.
Ah yes...that voice of his which i loved so much....
Though it was a little different compared to when i'm talking to him face to face.
"Ah! Wanna go with me tomorrow?" I asked, as i pinched my thigh.
"Go where?" He chuckled.
"We have this festival going on.." I immediately replied.
"Sure, sure." He replied, I think he's smiling? I can tell because of his voice.
"What time do you want to meet?" He added.
I glanced at my clock, 9 am? No, that's too early.. 12? We might miss the band.
"11?" I sternly replied, nervous with my answer. I waited.
"Gotcha, see you there Mon." He replied.
"Yeah see you!"
*Click
The moment i turned my phone off, my face couldn't control my excitement.
Ah...Owen, how lovable you are!
We've been friends for years now, yet my feelings remained unchanged.
My heart flutters with everything he does, his voice his laugh, his eyes. Everything about him makes my heart flutter.
Is this love?
But i promised myself to prioritize my family before me.
I must remain single.
Owen's POV
My dear Mon asked me out..
I don't know how to feel about this, even though i want her to stay by my side i fear that one day i might lose her.
Mother called yesterday asking for Mon.
Does she want to eat with her? Should i tell her?
She doesn't even know that i like her.
Enough of that, which clothes should i wear tomorrow?
I can't seem to contain my excitement.
"Roy, I can't seem to find anything fit for me to wear." I sternly said, shaking my head with disappointment.
"Master, that's your summer attires.." He replied.
"So what of it?"
"It doesn't suit the weather." He replied, chuckling behind me.
I looked at him as if daggers were being thrown, yet he continued to silently laugh.
"Roy." I commandingly said.
"Ahem, perhaps a long coat with cufflinks would suit her taste." He replied, as he scanned through my closet.
Her?
"Is it that obvious?" I rattled.
He nodded with a slight cough.
"Your smile's undeniably annoying." I added.
"It seems to me that lady Monica likes your tall figure. As such, a winter trenchcoat with Ascher scarf would highlight that."
He has a point.
After hours of picking his clothes he finally found the perfect clothes to wear.
Monica's POV
"Ms. Kim, send me all the catalogue available today." I called.
"Understood." She replied.
My house has gotten larger than before, that includes my wardrobe.
A woman can never have too little clothes!
Although i still live alone.
When Ms. Kim gave me the catalogue, one outfit stood out.
A fluffy white winter coat with fur on it's neck.
"Is this a dress?" I happily asked.
"Yes lady, it also includes the boots and bag the president gave."
"I'll wear this tomorrow!" I replied, nodding with satisfaction.
"Lady, your brother is calling." She added.
"Put him in line."
"Little sis?" A familiar voice was heard.
"Yup, what is it?" I replied.
"Why are you smiling like that?" He teased.
"We have a festival tomorrow!"
"Enjoy then!" He smiled as i sat on my soft couch.
"Sis regarding my business there, can you invest another 100 in it?" He asked, unsure of my response.
"Yeah sure." I instantly replied.
"Just raise my share this year, the stocks are rising." I replied, pointing my finger at him who's face was covered with mask.
"Sure sure." He replied.
"Btw sis, how would you tell our parents about this new appearance of yours?" He curiously asked.
"It's not like i did surgery or anything." I replied.
He's definitely teasing me, this brother of mine.
I was about to turn of my phone when Maxy my cat jumped on my brother's lap.
"Look maxy, it's your mom!" He smiled, pointing the camera infront of her.
Maxy's getting old.
I miss her, I miss them.
"Just a little more, i'll see you guys soon." I bitterly smiled.
"Just take care of yourself Monica, leave them to me!" He smiled as he kissed Maxy.
She purred everytime he kissed her.
They're getting along just fine.
"Well, i'll call you guys later. Bye!" I interrupted.
"Yeah, take care!" He replied.
The next day finally came, I almost woke up late. Thanks to Ms. Kim i managed to keep atleast 20 minutes more!
I ran towards my car as i left the house in a hurry, accidentally leaving my card behind.
As i've reached the entrance, a crowd of people we're surrounding the gate.
A famous figure perhaps?
"He's extremely good looking!" A freshman squealed, pulling her friends clothes.
"Excuse me." I respectfully said.
Finally pushing myself through that large crowd.
There i saw Owen, standing infront of the tall pillar near the gate.
So that's why these ladies were gathering here.
My heart beat faster as i walked closer to him.
My favorite scent. I thought.
"Why is she approaching him?" A girl bitterly whispered.
"Isn't she a beauty?" The 2nd year guys added.
"A match made in heaven!" She added.
Nervous to call his name, I leaned closer to him.
Waving my hand for him to notice.
It looks like he's too busy with his phone.
"Owen? What are you doing?" I asked as tucked my hair on the back of my ear.
When he wears clothes like this he stands out more than usual!
"Mon!" He smiled.
The girls behind me seemed to have lost their sanity as they squealed with a single smile from him.
Sorry ladies, but that smile is reserved for me!
"Shall we?" I smiled lifting my hand for him to hold.
He nodded with a grin.
This is the first time i've seen him wear this clothes. It suits him.
As we've entered my school, we became the main attraction.
People stole glances especially at Owen, which made me a little jealous.
"I see you've worn that dress." He leaned.
"It's very beautiful to be kept in my closet!" I laughed.
"But the one wearing it is more beautiful." He mumbled, but due to his height i couldn't hear him.
"Oh Owen, the sports event was postponed for today."
"That's good, students might get sick. Afterall, this cold weather's not fit for sports."
He replied with a gentle smile.
That smile of his never fails to make my heart flutter.
I wish every single day was snowing.
His lips were red, a little bite won't hurt would it?
I shaked my head trying to remove such dirty thoughts.
Food stall's which the students made we're prepared earlier, with this cold environment a hot soup would be good!
I glanced around the stalls when i saw a fishcake one.
"Owen, let's go there." I pointed, he nodded following my every step.
I can tell his eyes we're glued to me.
When i was about to reach the stall, Owen's phone suddenly rang.
"Mon?" He hesitatingly asked.
"Can i?" He asked.
"Go ahead, i'll wait for you." I smiled, letting his hand go.
"Thank you." He mouthed.
"Excuse me, can you give me a cup of fish cake soup?" I respectfully asked, pulling my wallet out.
"Sure, 20 des please." She replied, pulling a stick of fish cake.
It's been a while since i last ate this.
Ugh, here i am reminiscing again.
"Monica?" A distant voice called.
It was that bitch and her group of friends, they look like trouble.
I ignored her, paying 50 des to the girl.
"Miss do you have a smaller change?" She reluctantly asked.
"Sorry i don't." I replied, pulling my scarf back.
Seconds later a hand roughly grabbed my shoulder.
"OUCH!" I shouted.
"Look who's here~ I told you when i see you again your dead." She grinned, gripping my shoulder tighter.
"Ugh what a pain in the ass.." I mumbled, rolling my eyes with indifference.