
Chapter 8: I've Told You Don't Show Up!
I looked at the objects Jae Yoon gave me and gathered them together. All of those items are well worth the price from Charles and Keith sneakers, to Channel earrings. I'm messing with my hair, this thing I can't just throw away.
I rubbed the Channel earrings and recalled that night. I calculated Jae Yoon's spending to celebrate my birthday. Compared to the birthday celebration, why did he not save his money for a simple proposal. Thinking about it a thousand times the answer was only one, Jae Yoon had no intention of proposing to me.
A subtle knock was heard on my bedroom door. I immediately opened it, there was no one just a muddy flower that began to wither lying on the doorstep of my apartment. It depends on a small note. The next one's. Jeon Sul Yeon's bouquet was no longer attractive to my eyes, after all because Jae Yeon ran away in fear and now he sent the calamity back to me.
I dumped those runny flowers in the trash. During the day I found a bento containing a set of Japanese food that was still warm with a letter of apology written in small.
That night I saw SNS Jae Yoon post a photo with my extended family.
“Halo, Mom did Jae Yoon come home?” ask me when mom answers my phone.
“Why just asked?,” reply my mom cuek.
“Mother, we have really broken up,” I said in a clear tone.
“Why did you make a decision without considering Jae Yoon's feelings. He's a good young man,” my mother said.
“Already, Jae Yoon can come whenever he wants. If not with you, with Ok Soo Jin, I'd have approved." Mom turned off the phone before I could react.
Ok Soo Jin??? Is mom crazy? Soo Jin my only brother is only 23 years old their age difference is too far.
“Ah my head!” I said massaging my head that was getting sicker. My migraines recur, I look for ergotamine in my medicine box. Then stand it with white water. Slowly the drowsiness attacked me, the effect of this medicine was quite strong. My headache is less, but my eyes are heavy.
The sound of falling things woke me up. I immediately moved from the bed to the kitchen.
“What are you doing here,” asked when I found Jae Yoon dropped my aluminum lunchbox.
“Sit down, a little more of her soup is ripe,”
I sat watching Jae Yoon's back.
“Why did you show up here?,”
“Why did you say we broke up,” Jae Yoon asked back.
I don't like to repeat words. I decided to shut up. If Jae Yoon feels that our relationship is important to consider, he will not be relaxed and will not shy away from me.
“This is done, eat a lot and enjoy your vacation. I went straight home,” Jae Yoon said with a cheerful smile.
After Jae Yoon's departure I had no appetite, but I had to force it. That big bowl of soup, I spent it with tears.
Line
Tone of Line message.
The items do not need to be returned, just throw them away if they are not used.
The incoming message from Jae Yoon made me suffer even more, plus the profile photo was a bouquet of seedy flowers that I threw into the trash.
My fingertips trembled, for a moment I hesitated, erasing, blocking or changing numbers. After careful consideration I decided to remove all of Jae Yoon's contacts and remove him from my SNS friendship list.
“All it’s over now,” wrote me on my profile Line and my profile photo I replaced with a middle finger photo.
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