LECTURER
Chapters 11. Arbitrarily

Chapter 11 — Adjudicated 

Sehun took his breath as deep as possible, exhaling it long. He closed the door of his room, now looking at the young woman who had already entered. Now step over to the young woman who has now positioned herself sitting on a single sofa close to her desk.

Yoona hissed a few times, the scratches from Eunji began to hurt at some point in her skin. Actually trying undaunted by the atmosphere that feels gripping, filling this room. Bead her eyes glanced small, Sehun approached with both hands inserted in the pocket of her pants. Until finally the man stopped right in front of him.

Yoona gulped. Secretly trying to control myself.

Sehun looked at Yoona with an unreadable look.

Quite a long silence in the room.

Sehun took a deep breath, trying to control himself. "Can you just do it once, don't make trouble?" ask Sehun, start judging.

Yoona was silent, not answering.

"Do you know that you are a trouble maker? Likes to exaggerate problems, always doing things without a second thought," Sehun let out a sharp breath. "You got that attention, huh?" added Sehun who made Yoona flinch, feeling stupefied.

"I'm tired, Yoona."

Yoona clenched her hands, ducking silently while biting her strong lips with eyes that were starting to feel hot.

"I want one thing from you," Sehun paused, his eyes slowly dimming as he saw Yoona's eyes getting wet. "Stop making trouble."

Yoona. His pride is hurt. Why did Sehun directly judge him without wanting to know how the dispute was created, even Sehun did not ask about Yoona's current condition. So insignificant, is it, Yoona in Sehun's eyes?

Okay, Yoona might not be a problem with that. But at least Yoona wants to sue for a meeting, Yoona wants to voice a defense instead of being judged like this.

"Powerful, selfish, short wits, odd! Moreover—"

"Yes, it's all me! Then why?" cut off Yoona, the young woman braced herself in replying to Sehun's words. "If Mister is tired, don't hirauka naku, I'm not a little boy—"

Yoona jerks. Sehun's words really shot him right.

"I'm ashamed, Yoona." said Sehun, quietly. "It's not just Jaehyun here who knows about our relationship, how long will you be childish and keep me thick-faced in front of those who know about us?"

Sehun exhaled a long breath, his chest heaving, gasping for the restraining emotions that churned within his chest.

Yoona bit her lips which then stood up, all of a sudden. His eyes were giddy, staring at Sehun with a cold flickering. "Mister thinks I'm not ashamed either? I'm not tired?" reply Yoona. "Mister thinks I don't know how Dad's colleagues look at me? I know Mister!" Yoona took a sharp breath. His hands are clenched strong.

"Yoona—"

"If so, want to end all our silly games?"

Sehun widened his eyes. Staring straight at the young lady before him with an incredulous look.

Yoona pulled a sob, feeling her two eyes getting hotter. "From the beginning everything was just a silly game, right?" yoona said, asking. "We .. are both unlucky to have to go through this damn relationship" Yoona added.

Yoona let out a heavy sigh, trying to disguise the shakes in her voice. "Mister won't feel embarrassed and burdened anymore

... because of my attitude .. childish ..."

"Yoona.." call Sehun in a soft voice because he still can't believe the sentence was spoken again by the young woman before him.

Yoona pulled her prank back, ".sorry," the young woman tried to hold back the crying by biting her lower lip. He ducked, moved and left Sehun while rubbing his wet eyelids. With a wounded feeling, Yoona opened the door which then passed out of the room.

Sehun was silent, not holding back the young lady. The man was too lost for words and was confused by the feeling of tightness that infiltrated behind his chest. The throat that also felt dry could not meet to hold the young woman.

Sehun this time really felt clueless to himself. []

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