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The Naughty Girl (END)

‘I'm Sure It's Not My fault?’

People say that leaves do not fall far from the tree, nor do children. I'm not that different from my parents. My face has something in common with my father, my eyes even resemble my mother, besides, my chatty nature is a derivative of my father, and I can easily adapt from my mother. But of all that, is my brain. A lot of people say I'm stupid, and I don't think it's my fault.

My father never even made it to the top 100, and my mother, who was typically slow in responding to lessons, had given up on lessons a long time ago, and chose to take bread-making lessons. So, if my grades are bad, am I not wrong?

~izone.chufiction~

Anyone currently visiting the bakery ‘Choi-Hope’ will surely glance strangely at the owner who is holding back emotions, while looking fixed on Choi Yena, his daughter.

“Eomma, no customers. Angry later at home alone yes,” header Yena smiled widely, and it worked. However, Madam Jeon could not evict customers in order to focus time on scolding her son. Already the umpteenth Yena gives a repeat result with the value of red, the paper is crossed out with a full sign of wrong, also numbers under 30s.

If Yena thought her mother's anger would subside then it was a big mistake. Upon arrival at the house Yena was forced to put her ears to hear the long and wide scolding.

“You really want what the hell! Your korean language grades are that bad! yesterday math, social and now! Yakk Choi Yena! Why are you so stupid!” at the end of the exclamation, Yena flicked her lips, pouting. “You school studying no heck! Mom paid your school not to see that bad number!”

“I also learned, but how else my memory endurance is not good.”

“Who told you to talk eoh!” sentak the mother.

“Eomma!” whinek Yena doesn't like it. “Why eomma always scold me, this is wrong eomma and appa, why lower my stupidity! I want my paper to be scribbled, given such a low value! I give up, I don't want school!” and finally, Yena got a blow from her mother on her shoulders and back. Yena immediately dodged even though she could not completely stay away. “Eomma, appo!” Yena threw out her mother's grip and ran out of the house.

~izone.chufiction~

Actually Yena wants to go home, from earlier stomach rumbling, wrong did not have time to eat a lot before escaping. After all, why the parents are very fussy about grades in their past when school is also just as bad. If it involves that, then Yena is in a dilemma. He will listen to the complaints of those who regret not going to school well, also ending the feelings of Yena who seemed to have been disobeyed.

What is the importance of school? If all those subjects were of no interest to him. What he likes is this place, a park that is not far from his home, not infrequently visited by many people, just a walk together, dating and sports. And the most Yena was happy about was, a long-haired black woman, wearing sunglasses, rock n’ roll outfits with her guitar, accompanying a man singing in the park. Yena really likes guitar, if only he was not forced into school with a strict learning system, then he would choose to enter art school.

“Ah, she is so cool!” praise Yena amazement. The game is always interesting.

~izone.chufiction~

Every night, Yena took the time to come to the park just to see the two people perform. If most people praise and admire the vocalist who has a handsome face with a high posture like that model, then another case with Yena, who never escaped to pay attention to the guitarist.

Until it doesn't feel, the song is over, a hat's thread is pointing at it. Yena immediately reached into her pocket, fumbled for coins, and, from her face alone, Park Solomon, the vocalist guessed that Yena had no money. No doubt, the hat turned on the other audience.

“Ah, wait a minute, I'll take the money at home. You guys don't go yet.”

“Why should we wait? We are not pushy,” Solomon replied,

“No, it's not so. Your appearance is too cool if there are no gifts.”

“Money is not a gift, and can you let go of your hand.” Yena's gaze falls on her arms that have been presumptuous holding Solomon's arms, smiling lightly while pulling her hand it Yena nodded, although she felt regret. Enjoy the appearance for free.

~izone.chufiction~

Already preparing himself with a few pieces of money, Yena would not miss that hat out again. Arriving early because the mother who almost locked him in the room for remedial, Yena finally managed to get out. He could not stand struggling with thick books, spent more than 10 hours reading books, doing tasks and others, but his value was still bad. Yes, if the derivative is difficult to understand.

Taking the ice cream lollipop, Yena sat on a bench in the park, stomping her feet while continuing to look towards where the two performed. Before long they came, soaring merrily, Yena immediately approached. Standing at the very front in the crowd that was soon forming. This time Yena divorced her long hair, which she used to tie high so as not to interfere with learning.

Yena's fingers moved to follow the guitarist, after which he turned to look at the woman. For some reason suddenly Yena was interested in wanting to see the face behind the sunglasses, surely she had a beautiful face. His body seemed large and tall, to the size of a woman, he must have been extremely strong.

The appearance was not finished, because a loud shout from a middle-aged man, no matter whose name was called, but both panicked, stopped and immediately ran.

“Yakk! Where you guys are going! I even brought a lot of money!” yena shouted in disbelief, her reflexes following their running direction. Unfortunately, they even split up, no matter, Yena chose to pursue a guitarist. Among the many people, it is certain that Yena has hit several people in order to catch up with him.

“Wuah, she's a great woman! Fast run!” along with her feet running, Yena knew the middle-aged man earlier was also behind, not giving up.

“Yakk! How could you leave the audience just like that! I sacrificed my study time to see you!” yena was frustrated. Plus he doesn't know which area this is.

Yena looked back, there was no sign the middle-aged man had caught up, so how? She alone? Before long, a shadow was seen, Yena sumringah. Exactly Yena shouted calling ‘ahjussi’, her hand was pulled by someone, and her mouth was silenced.

~izone.chufiction~

“Who is he? What the hell's going on? Am I kidnapped?” yena's eyes bulged, panicked, but could not make a sound, other than shock, she had to be careful, could have misbehaved to make him hurt.

“What has he gone?” the voice of the man, clearly heard in his ears, Yena goosebumps, her body shakes, to be honest, their position is now very close. The man hugged Yena from behind. “You okay?” tucked away in an anxious tone, Yena could not think, she held her breath. Slowly the man's hand came down from his activity silencing Yena's mouth. “Why are you so desperate to chase us!”

Wait, chasing? We were? That meant. His mouth held up in shock, disbelief, until he realized. His back was leaning on someone's body, and there was nothing in the chest area? Didn't it?

“Aaah!” Yena screamed hysterically, away from the man behind her. Now they face each other. “You, you!” Yena pointed at him, “A man!”

So far, no one knows if the guitarist is a man. And now, he opened his long wig, took off his glasses. Gawking, Yena felt her legs limp. Was he really stupid until he was fooled for months.

“I'm sorry, you must be very surprised. My name is Seo Jihoon, are you my fan? I see you're always watching me when others prefer Solomon.”

Yena as if she were in another world, her soul floated. He only glanced at the guitar that Jihoon was holding before making his mind aware.

~izone.chufiction~

“Ah so so, I think only I child forced to learn.” nod Yena after quiet a few minutes ago. Sitting together with Jihoon did not forget his favorite escrim. Somehow, Jihoon treated it, as if it was common and knew of Yena's habits.

“And I think disguising is a powerful way, unfortunately, I can't disguise myself.” Yena giggled considering that, Jihoon grinned. “But why are you chasing us?”

“I owe you guys, previously I did not pay, so tonight I have to pay double.”

“Segitnya? Though we just want to sing.” after saying so, Jihoon looks lethargic. Surely after coming home he would not be able to sing again, and scolded. Should he sell his guitar?

“You handsome man,” chirped Yena suddenly, Jihoon confused suddenly got a compliment, “You don't need to disguise anymore, when performing later, surely Solomon lost to you.” entertain Yena. And that's a true fact, Seo Jihoon has a handsome face like an actor, his smile is sweet, and with such a tall body, obviously Jihoon will be the man that many women glance at.

“You can sing?” jihoon asked, Yena nodded enthusiastically. And in the end they spent the night singing together. Accompanied by small talk about each other, until …

~izone.chufiction~

“Ckck, they don't seem to be coming home since last night. Look at their mouths that are blue because of the cold.” pity Solomon of origin, when Yena opened her eyes slowly. The dimly blurred face of Solomon began to be seen clearly. Yena jumped in shock, not remembering the person she was sleeping with, who was leaning against each other's heads. Jihoon was stunned by Yena's movements, with his head still half-conscious, Jihoon did a small stretch.

“You're awake, thank goodness.” relieved Solomon cynically.

Yena knew her position now, she stayed up late with the foreign man, and slept while sitting on the bench. It must be very chaotic now, then, how could he go home in this state.

“You're like a bad girl! You should have told me.” Eoh, what does that mean. Yena turned back uncertain of Solomon's words, daring to say it. As if to understand, Solomon continued, “I'm not talking to you, but to him. She's been my woman, ah, I mean my girl partner, and now doesn't come home all night after making me on the phone hundreds of times by her dad.”

“Mian,” regrets Jihoon grinned. Yena glanced at him, and a strange feeling permeated her heart. Jihoon's sleeping face and smile made him flutter, this was the first time he saw clearly the face of his favorite guitarist, especially in a state of clear skies.

After 30 minutes.

The three finished breakfast, with the Yena treat, they could eat full. And then decided to leave, where, sometimes Yena thought what reason she would give her parents in between meals, just as Jihoon thought.

Yena and the two men had turned their backs on each other, until, a call from Jihoon stopped Yena's steps. The man half-runningly approached and stopped not far from Yena who was clearly startled, with his heart back beating strangely.

“You promise yes, must come when we perform, I will come as Seo Jihoon. I won't give up, and neither can you. One day our parents will understand.” Jihoon's smile cheered.

Yena's smile was sweet on her face. Nodding. Secretly grateful they are, their parents still love them, and .. they cherish this meeting, hoping to meet again.

~TAMAT~