My Bae
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My Bae

Part (2)

"Park Chanyeol?"

Instead of answering a group of first-class children gathered in front of the dormitory, the son repeated my question while looking at it from top to bottom.

"Buahaha!" They laughed, making me even more awkward.

"Sister."

The most handsome man among them named Suga stood before me, "Sister is not wrong? Like Park Chanyeol's sister? Is the handsome guy from the elite extinct looking for himself?"

"What's wrong with me looking for him?" My eyebrows are shrinking in a sign of not understanding.

"There's a brother's friend whose jaw was crushed to his chastisement? Or suddenly in the hospital? Or ... ah, your class is sickening, just look at the uniform already nauseated my stomach." Suga held onto his stomach with the expression of people vomiting.

I clenched my hands holding back my emotions, enough already hostility due to this caste difference! I'm fed up!

Why should the school distinguish the third floor child uniform with other floors, so that it looks elite? To whip up the spirit of other students? In fact, third-floor children often become victims of bully like this.

"Sister should leave before he comes, even with a girl he does not hesitate to hurt if the mood is bad." Advice from a guy who's been playing his cell phone, Jin.

"I just want to go back to this." I put a black power bank on Suga.

Everyone looked shocked when they found out that Chanyeol's power bank was in my hands, as they raised curious eyes at me.

"Chanyeol hangs out with the elite?" Suga looked at his whole friend.

"Imust be!" push them in unison.

"He hates people the most, doesn't he?" Jin.

"But the power bank was taken by the girl!" Daniel speculated.

"Well, what if you're not a girlfriend?" Mark heating.

"Chanyeol can't have a girlfriend without telling us!" Suga remained adamant.

"But his power bank–" Lucas floated a probing glance.

"Don't they date!" Mark is getting the situation heated up.

"He's pretty, isn't he?" Jin agreed, nodding calmly.

"Stay Chanyeol will not like elite women!" Suga refused to believe it.

Lucas stays detective-style, "His power bank is held by him, that means–"

"Argh! It's crazy!" cut Suga. Frustrations.

They were still arguing and expressing their opinions without anyone giving in, a hundred percent ignoring me who was still standing in front of them.

"Tell me thank you," cut me up without giving an answer to their curious gazes after a few minutes of ignoring me as if I were a statue! Aghhhh!

"Sister! Please answer one question!" mark exclaimed as I stomped my feet in annoyance leaving them behind.

"Sister's not her boyfriend, is he?"

The whole child is waiting for my answer impatiently.

Dating a guy who always has a bad face and wants to be angry? Could die young me!

I shook my head spontaneously, full of horrified expression unable to imagine it happening.

Spontaneously they say thankfulness, even Daniel to prostrate on the ground so glad their chairman is not dating Elite members. God fucking.

Dealing with a second-floor kid is always a bitch!

****

Hmm ... Fried noodles are the most delicious! especially when it is eaten in cold weather.

I hummed softly while stirring the noodles with the spice in the soup kitchen, alone.

Ten o'clock is the busiest hour in the dorm kitchen, the study session ended just ten minutes ago and nearly 90 percent of residents in the kitchen and cafeteria to fill their empty stomachs and pamper their tongues with their favorite food, Noodles.

Because it is forbidden to cook, the dormitory ruthlessly only provides one kitchen for hundreds of residents.

Imagine, one kitchen room with only five gas stoves invaded by hundreds of children waiting in line to make noodles or other dishes, very time-consuming and patience.

You know, cafeteria cuisine sometimes does not suit the taste and more fun huddled cooking while gossiping together.

A clock like this is a clock where there is no difference between the elite or not, maybe the reason the dormitory built this dry kitchen is indeed to make us familiar, although not so successful.

For those who are impatient, must be willing to step foot into the main kitchen located in the middle of the dormitory of sons and daughters, passing through the warehouse and the ranks of bamboo trees that look creepy at night.

The main kitchen is usually used by chefs to provide food for us, every night the front is open for children who want to make something.

Indeed, there the equipment is more complete and the place is wider but rarely there are children who want to bother going out of the dormitory to the main kitchen located quite far from the building just for a bowl noodles, they prefer to queue while chatting with other residents in front of the kitchen.

Have not imagined passing through the ranks of bamboo clumps alone, or so until the main kitchen turns out the kitchen has been controlled by the Chanyeol gang. Avoiding them is the best option.

If I wasn't this hungry, I probably wouldn't be here right now. I also have to save time to study, waiting in line for hours obviously will only take time.

Fortunately tonight the male dormitory student no one uses the main kitchen, nor does the Chanyeol gang seem anywhere. Mercifully.

"Whoaah!"

So surprised I took a few steps back, clutching the noodle plate so as not to fall.

The guy named Chanyeol who had been standing in front of the public kitchen door instead stepped closer calmly and took my noodle plate with his leisure.

"Thanks, yes." He held it up until it was as tall as my face.

In an instant the noodles in his hand turned to the hands of Baekhyun and Kai who were fighting each other over for food like starving lions.

Chanyeol viciously hit the heads of his two friends, reclaiming the noodles from them.

"What the fuck—"

I couldn't finish my sentence because of the silenced muscles that were able to freeze bones.

"Well, thank you for helping me win the power bank? Don't tell me you don't have any intention of loving me?"

Casually he started rolling the noodles with a fork and then put them in his mouth and chewed them full of drama.

The way it chewed actually published saliva, I unconsciously swallowed saliva.

The three of them back noisily themselves scramble each other forks to eat loot noodles.

"Hey!"

Chanyeol turned his head, handed the noodle plate to Kai who laughed with Baekhyun while eating noodles.

"That's my mie!"

I was finally able to protest as well after a few seconds of being fascinated by their silly actions.

Chanyeol raised one eyebrow, walked over, "You want to be bloated during the exam because the malems eat noodles? Here, I'll trade this."

He took my hand and put on him a packet of Kitkat which he took out of his hoodie pocket.

Without saying anything else he walked away jokingly with the two friends.

Baekhyun was still kind enough to turn his head and say thank you to me, while the other two guys were not interested at all.

Argha! What the fuck! Where is full with just a pack of Kitkat??

"Hey! Wait!"

"Chanyeol! I said wait!"

Chanyeol didn't even stop to look around even though I followed her almost to the front of the male dormitory.

I tousled my hair in annoyance, and turned to my dorm building by stroking my rumbling stomach.

My allowance is running low, I can't afford another pack of fried noodles. I don't know why I suddenly want to cry.

"Rose?"

Someone called from the front of the dormitory building son, limp I turned my head.

"Sir Taehyung?"

"Ah, really you Rose apparently, where are you?" He walked closer, making the distance between us only a short time.

"The main kitchen, brother." I pointed to the kitchen behind me.

"Oh. What then? Where's food?"

I just let out a languid sigh, "so taken ...."

I didn't finish my words. I don't know why I don't want that kid named Farrel to get in trouble if I tell Taehyung.

"Nothing. Where's the brother going? To the main house?" I made small talk so I wouldn't be awkward dealing with that school idol.

"Yes, it's malem. Uh, Rose. Come with me, yuk!"

Taehyung grabbed my wrist and dragged her towards her house located not far from the soup kitchen.

"Wait here for a second, huh? Just a moment."

The cute Taehyung sister blinked one eye and ran in, leaving me standing alone in front of the back door of her house that was bigger than our dormitory.

Ah yes, funny even though we were classmates, my classmates told me to call themselves with big brother frills because of my younger age, sad right? Calling classmates so respectfully as if I wasn't part of them when I was second only to Taehyung.

Five minutes later Taehyung appeared with a full swipe of whatever it contained.

"Now, make a friend stay up late. Tomorrow starts the Marathon exam, right? The spirit!" He raised both hands and smiled broadly.

"What's up, brother?"

Curious I opened the crackle of his gift, when my eyes were wide. Waw! Snack and fruit! My favorite!

Seeing my expression, Taehyung smiled and patted my shoulder, "You know what? The first and second graders who liked me sent all this out when they found out I was going to the final exam, actually it made the room feel cramped!"

He is the son of the owner of this foundation. Things like this must have been a lot in his house.

"But, Brother. This snack is not from his fans Brother?" Reluctant, I accepted the gift.

"Ah, it doesn't matter, I never asked them to give this either."

He's shaking hands, bitch. Haha, popular people are different, huh?

"Well, 'cause I know you like fruit and snacks like this, so this is for you. I hate eating saack the most when I study, I can't focus, what? Wanna take it?"

Slowly, I nodded. When else would you get this much free food, right?

"Is this really for me? All?" I'm ascertaining.

Brother Taehyung smiled and nodded full of charm. Basic yes handsome person, nodding can be as charming as that.

"Ah yes."

He took out a bottle of multivitamin from his pocket, "Just don't forget to drink this. Don't drop it, okay? No exclamation if I don't have a rival like you."

My eyes blinked countless times, making sure this wasn't a dream.

"Sister? Really, Brother, do you love me all this?"

I was dumbfounded until I gawked. What's with this strange situation?

"Gee! What the hell, just this doang loh.

Come on, back there!"

Taehyung flipped over my body and pushed him forward. I who still can't digest everything can only obey with a bego face.

What exactly happened? Is this real? Taehyung? Me?

"Where's his thanks?" Sister Taehyung's whisper in the ear made her wake up from the daydream, blushing in shame.

"ah! Thank you, brother," I said, embarrassed and did not know how to.

Taehyung's sister chuckled and waved her hand.

"Either. Spend, yes! Reverse, the night bell has rung!"

I nodded, waved back and ran towards the dormitory.

This real? Taehyung? Idol one school? Give me food and a bottle of vitamins? What's the matter? Since when have we been this close? I remember we never even talked?

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