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After the astonishing statement that Chanyeol was dating Jennie the other day, I was in shock. However, in no way thought it turned out that the second heartache was milder than the first heartache.

Does my body have some kind of immunity to heartbreak? I don't know.

Surprisingly, despite saying that she had dated Jennie, Chanyeol even more often to our office, with Sehun for sure.

There's just what they do there, from starting OSIS jobs or trivial jobs such as stacking maps and making teachers instant coffee or noodles during school breaks.

Is now the job of the chairman of OSIS and the representative of OSIS also concurrently as Office Boy? Only the two of them know.

Not stopping there, Chanyeol even showed his blatant concern for me in front of everyone. Obviously it confused me, and honestly, and came back a little hopeful.

Ah, am I er-an's ge again?

Awake, Rose. Just remember what Jennie said that kept vilifying you in the dorm. Just remember that. So that you can keep the earth.

Don't expect someone who already has a partner. It'll only hurt yourself.

*****

Today I went to the office early because of an affair that yesterday was not finished, probably going to be there alone for the next half hour.

Unfortunately, once I got there I could only be glued to where I was standing with a blank look, while Sehun who was sitting on the chair next to my work chair waved his hand with a sweet smile.

"Morning, Sister Rose."

Lips felt like a mute was unable to answer his greeting, not because of the shock of Sehun who greeted sweetly, but with someone with a gray hoodie who put his face on my desk and sat there.

Chanyeols.

Slowly, I gulped as we looked at each other.

Why are they in the office so early? It's still six o'clock!

"Ah. That, Kak–" Sehun scratched behind his ear, "OSIS Office is on renovation so for a while we have to work here."

Chanyeol who knew my arrival, got up and moved to sit in the next chair so inevitably I had to sit in the middle of them if I wanted to start working.

"I'm sorry, Brother." Sehun put on the look of his mainstay angel whom I could only answer with an awkward smile, then started to sit in my place.

"Ah. Its nothing. No problem, Hun."

I started the computer in front of me with a slight tremble. I don't know, being close to Chanyeol makes me act weird.

chanyeol who now let her black hair tilt her head to face me, stared in silence.

It made it very uncomfortable, plus the masculine perfume slightly disturbed my sense of smell.

"Emmm ... Sehun," call me, agitated.

"Yes, Brother?"

"What does your OSIS boss do?" I asked quietly without daring to turn my head anywhere other than the computer screen in front.

"Much, Brother."

"Then ... mmm, is it okay to sleep here?" I hesitated to ask that question, which Sehun greeted with a small laugh.

"He's working, brother." Sehun replied casually.

I turned my head in disbelief at Sehun's words, Sehun laughed until his eyes narrowed, "Yes he's working again. Look at Brother's work," he replied kalem.

Uhukks.

Water where water.

Chanyeol still did not react even though we talked about him in front of him. His face was still focused on looking at me. Really awkward!

"Eh, where, brother?" prevent Ryuka when I walk outside the office while carrying a laptop.

"I can't work there. Sorry."

Before anyone answered, I rushed out to escape from them.

My heart won't be all right if it keeps near that cold kid.

*****

My stomach was so hungry that I finished helping Ms. Yoona recap student grades, when I returned to the dorm, the kitchen of the full princess dormitory. Ugh.

Had to go to the main kitchen just to make noodles. Fatiguing. I've been overtime all day, and now I have to walk again.

Argh, it feels like the back is about to break. When is all this work done? I want to vacation like a normal human being. The numbers and the work are stressful for me.

Waiting for boiling water, I opened the noodle seasoning and poured it in a bowl while imagining a vacation to a mountain or beach that I had never felt in my entire life.

How does it feel to let go of all the burdens on the shoulders and have fun without thinking about how people respond? Without thinking about how to make my parents happy? Does it feel like fun?

Ah time bodo. Because of the stress, for tonight I will eat two packs of noodles as a distributor of my stress. Fuck the heartburn stomach!

Suddenly someone walked in without a sound, putting things on the table. I haven't seen who came when I heard the sound of the door closing so loudly.

"Hey!"

His screams made me turn my head immediately, and a second later I immediately regretted it when I saw someone who had just entered it turned out to be Chanyeol.

His face was not in a good mood, and it was scary.

"Woooyyyy! Open door! THIS IS NOT FUNNY, ***!" With his heavy voice Chanyeol banged on the door like a child, it made me feel bad he was locked with me here.

While outside there was laughter from Sehun and his friends while saying the word out of what.

"Argh! Shit!"

His remarks surprised me a little, and yes, it's getting worse.

After a few minutes of no results from his breakup, he just stared behind the door, not looking at me at all.

"Sorry," I said.

I don't know why I apologized to her, weirdo.

I clumsily poured the ripe noodles into the bowl, stirring it slowly without daring to say a word out of fear that the guy in front of me was exploding furiously.

"Damn! mienya's still in Sehun again! *** is indeed an albino!" Chanyeol poured the crackle he carried until the whole contents scattered on the table.

Still looking annoyed, he turned off the stove, threw out the butt in my front seat and grabbed the phone in his shirt pocket.

He called someone, but from his movements, it seemed like no one would pick up the phone.

I didn't dare eat my noodles, this bad taste made me suddenly not hungry.

Chanyeol re-inserted the contents of the crackle that had been scattered on the table. Take the sausage and start chewing it slowly.

"Why not eat?" Shoring up Chanyeol's chin glanced at the noodles in my bowl that were still intact.

Doubtful, I started scooping my noodles, chewing them slowly.

"You?"

I picked up the spoon and offered it when I caught Chanyeol staring at me without a blink.

"Can."

Relax, he took the spoon in my hand and started scooping the noodles in the bowl, blowing them out slowly and starting to eat.

Honestly, I was a little surprised by his response, not clumsy or what this kid was even casually eating my noodles voraciously.

Is he very hungry?

"Aren't you eating?"

Apparently she still remembers that it was my mie, thankfully. I picked up a new spoon and started eating together.

"On Jennie–" Suddenly Chanyeol opened the conversation.

"Oh, I'm sorry I shouldn't have eaten a bowl with this guy's girlfriend." I put my spoon next to the bowl.

Chanyeol's lips frowned, which unfortunately even made him look more cute.

"We've broken up" he said. Come put the spoon.

"P– disconnected?"

Chanyeol nodded with a flat face, picked up the spoon and started eating noodles again.

"Actually, I was the same as him for being forced, when I was going to meet Brother in the back garden of the principal's office that afternoon, someone was facing me."

Chanyeol swallowed his chew, then stared intently at my eyes.

"Someone said, I can't interfere with the way you get a full scholarship to college Brother later."

Chanyeol sighed, then lowered his head to eat more noodles, like avoiding eye contact with me.

"Because if the headmaster knows that you are in love with one of the students, then you will be automatically revoked from the intern teacher which means that the scholarship can not be liquid."

Chanyeol put down his spoon, looking sad.

"I don't want that to happen, just like I kicked Brother out of my side. I don't know if I'll be strong enough to stay here without Brother."

Damnit. Why did his words publish such hope? Basic Chanyeol.

"Who?"

I asked with mixed feelings hearing the confession of this guy in front of me.

"What?" Chanyeol was busy looking down sipping noodle sauce on his spoon, like he did not want to discuss it anymore.

"Who told you that? How kind of he to say that?"

That's the rule, but somehow I'm offended that guy said that cruel thing to Chanyeol?

Chanyeol threw away his face, a look of annoyance on his face that he was trying to cover up.

"Who else wouldn't ...." Chanyeol looked me in the middle of my eyes, a bit of a cynical laugh.

"Former Brother."

I choked on the noodle sauce I just sipped with a spoon.

Ugh, so hot throat.

"Sir Taehyung?"

Hearing that name Chanyeol did not hide his disgust, his lips smiled sinisterly.

"Yup. Enemy number one."

We were silent for a long time. The noodles in front of us were no longer delicious.

"But by the way–" Chanyeol was like weighing the words he was about to make.

"If ... had I shot Brother now, would you have accepted it? Ah, we can hide this until Brother finishes his apprenticeship, just one year right? How's it?"

Chanyeol leaned forward, bringing my face closer to my reddened face at his words.

I was still speechless with his sudden attack, I lowered my face to avoid his gaze.

"Sister? Ah, because Big Brother is silent means I assume the answer is yes."

Chanyeol leaned back on the chair casually and fitted her hands with a raised smile.

"Eh? Uh! That's not it!"

Chanyeol who started eating noodles again put his spoon back, propped up his chin and smiled like an angel.

"Are you sure you don't accept my declaration of love? Sure you can resist my charm?"

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