| Fan Fiction |
by EHHLLIIE(:
“Oh this is wonderful! Now I get to see your ugly face more!” Yun Ho spat sarcastically as he walked towards me.
I pointed to myself.
“Me? Ugly?! What the hell! Do you think I want to face that cocky attitute of yours two more times a week?” I threw back as I myself took a step forward.
He rolled his eyes. “Whatever chicken.”
“Chicken?! What kind of stupid name is chicken?!” I yelled as I stared at him in frustration.
“A stupid nickname for you! Since you ARE stupid!” He yelled back.
“Who’s the one who needs the tuition?! Huh?! NOT ME!” I roared as I glared at him challengingly.
“Who’s the one who needs to teach the tuition lessons because he has no parents and no money huh?! NOT ME!” My mouth grew dry at the statement and I remained silent as I bent down to pick up my book bag.
“You didn’t have to rub it in you know.” I muttered as I walked away from him quietly, making sure he couldn’t hear me.
I could feel tears forming in my eyes and I shook my head to get rid of them.
“Stupid Jung! He didn’t have to say it like that right?!” I cursed.
My parents died when I was only 6. That means Jun Su was 4 and Chang Min 5. They died in a car accident. I heard from my aunt that they swerved the car so that they’d be hit and we’d be safe. I never understood till much later.
We were given to that aunt to take care of us but unfortunately, she put all the blame of her sister’s death on us. She’s scold us and beat us for no reason. Being the eldest, I chose to take all the blame and all the scolding and beatings, not wanting my two beloved brothers to be hurt.
That’s why I never expose my back. There’s a long, deep scar slashed across the middle.
It was caused by our aunt who went berserk and ran around the house carrying a chopper and she accidentally slashed me.
We moved out when I was 15. After our aunt died, our grandparents took over. They were much nicer but they too couldn’t do much.
Since then, I’ve been working day and night to support the three of us.
Tada. The end of my tragic story.
“Wait! You stupid chicken! Wait I said!” I turned back at the word chicken.
“Who are you calling a chicken?!” I yelled, completely unaware that my tears were flowing freely from my eyes.
He took one look at me and shoved me a handkerchief.
“You look horrible. Clean up before I get nightmares.” And he looked away. I looked up at him in surprise but accepted it anyway.
“Thanks Jung.” I said and wiped away the salty liquid.
“So… do you want to go now?”
“Huh? Go where?” I looked out of the door, eager to get away from this stupid man.
“You annoying chicken. You’re my tutor aren’t you?” He retorted and jingled his car keys which I stared with envy at.
“Oh yeah. Unfortunately.” I looked at my watch.
“But it’s only 2.15. Your lesson starts at 3.” I said calculatively.
I took one look at his face and gave in.
“Okay okay okay I’ll go. Don’t glare at me like that. It’s scary.” I waved my hands in of my face in my defense. “Where’s your car?” He pointed to the door on the other end of the school.
“You could have told me earlier you know.” I commented. My book bag was killing me.
“Well you’re the one who walked off so quickly. It wasn’t my fault chicken.” He answered back and took larger steps.
“What? How can it not be your fault! If you told say that then I wouldn’t have walked off!” I came up with another reason.
“Crybaby.” He snapped.
“I am not!” I yelled back at him, swinging my book bag till it hit his ass.
“Ow! What did you do that for?!” He complained in pain as he rubbed his butt. “I am not a crybaby Jung!” I shouted childishly and waited for him to recover from his little accident to show me the way to his flashy car.
I had to jog to keep up with his annoyingly fast pace.
“Y-Yah! Slow down will you?” I wheezed as my book back slowed my down further.
He pressed his lips into a thin line and took my book bag from me before throwing it into the frontseat of the car.
“Hey! Don’t throw it!” I glared at him but he just rolled his eyes. “Get in before I drive over you!”
“Not there! Sit here!” He ordered, patting the seat next to him. I eyed his weirdly. “You didn’t pu a fart bomb there like you did when we were 16 right?”
He rolled his eyes again.
“I’m not that childish okay chicken! Now get it! I just polished the backseat yesterday! I don’t want it dirty.” He snapped as he turned on the engine.
I sighed.
‘Annoying brat.’
But I slipped into the car nevertheless.
It was a black Lamborghini. I fingered the leather insides tenderly and inhaled the fresh scent.
“Wow this is a nice car.” I commented as I took hold of the seatbelt and strapped it over me.
“Of course it’s nice! It’s my car after all. What did you expect?” He said breezily as the car roared to a start. He pressed on the pedal and we moved off.
“Whatever.” I commented and looked out of the window.
"I’ve never been in a car before.” I suddenly said and I covered my mouth, instantly regretting it.
He looked at me, mouth curled up in an amused smile. “What?”
‘Oh God why did I just tell him that? Why did it just slip out? Now there’s something more he can tease me about.’
“Nothing!” I pouted and looked up of the window again.
There was silence till he said, “Well I can understand if a stupid chicken like you has never been in a car before. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. At least, not as shameful as your ugly face and annoying voice though.”
I glared at his insult.
“Shut up Jung!” But I was surprised. Pleasantly surprised by his tone of voice. It was kinder than usual.
He smirked and continued driving in silence.
I gawked at the sight of his house.
“This is… your house?!” I yelled and he swung his hand across to clamp my mouth shut.
“Don’t shout! The marble is very delicate you know!” And took my book bag before opening the gates.
http://www.homesgofast.com/images/Million_Dollar_real_estate_000.jpg
It was huge, that’s all I could say. There was a swimming pool, two storeys, each room came with a lovely window and is that a golf course I see?
“Wow.” Was all I could say.
He smirked again and walked through the gates.
“Let’s go genius. Stop staring at the house.”
“Welcome back Master Yun Ho!” A group of servant chorused as I took a step back, feeling rather intimidated.
The insides of the house were lovely too.
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“Ahjusshi, could you bring up some tea for us please? My room.” He turned to me, “Yah chicken are you hungry? I know you are a chicken but eating yourself is a big no-no.”
I glared at him, “No I am not a chicken and yes I am hungry.”
He turned back to the old man, “Okay could you bring some sandwiches up for us as well? Any kind will do since this chicken here doesn’t have the guts to say anything.” And walked off without me.
“Y-Yah! I am not a chicken!” I yelled and glared at him, not caring about the delicate marble. What a wimp.
And I ran after him so I wouldn’t get lost in this huge house.
He stopped at one door and I wondered how he knew that that was his room. All the doors looked the same and there were so many!
He opened it and went in, yet again, without me.
“Asshole.” I seethed under my breath and took a step in, gawking yet again.
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It looked more like a hotel room from a 10 star hotel to me!
… Not that I’ve ever been in one before.
“Nice room.” I said blandly, not daring to touch anything. He smiled at me and placed my book bag onto the table. “It’s my room after all.”
“Conceited brat.”
“Annoying chicken.”
“Retarded asshole.”
“Calculative wimp.”
“Arrogant ass.”
“Insensitive jerk!”
“Book worm!”
“Argh! You asshole!”
“Okay fine shut up! I don’t want to hear your voice anymore either!” He yelled back and sat down on the chair at the table pouting.
I chuckled a little at his attitude and sat down as well.
KNOCK KNOCK.
Yun Ho immediately stood up and walked to the door.
“Your tea and sandwiches young master.” The old man bowed at me and I immediately stood up and bowed back.
He closed the door and Yun Ho walked back, carrying a tray full of those cute little sandwiches.
“Eat.” He ordered and I looked uneasily at them.
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I have never eaten anything like this in my life either.
He rolled his eyes and picked a random sandwich up before stuffing it into my mouth and leaving it there. “Eat chicken. You’ll starve.” And I chewed obediently.
“Armmm naw ahh chikaahnn.” I said with my mouth full.
“What? I can’t hear you chicken.”
I stomped on his foot and swallowed the remains of the sandwich there was left in my mouth.
“I said, I am not a chicken you asshole!” And kicked his shin.
“Argh! That hurt! Ow ow ow ow ow ow!” He yelled in pain as he clutched his shin and rolled here and there. I scoffed, “You deserved it Jung!”
He rolled his eyes and stopped rolling about. “Whatever!”
“Shall we start the lesson now?” I suggested as I pulled out my books from my bag.
He groaned, “Urgh I hate studying.” And rested his head on the table.
“That’s why you never pass any subjects! Now get your head up from the table before I kick you again Jung.”
“Okay okay! Annoying nag…” He muttered and I glared at him but let it go.
“What subject do you want to start with first?” He remained quiet.
“… Do you even know what subjects you’re taking now?”
Silence again.
I sighed and picked up my Math textbook.
“Let’s start with Math okay? I heard from Choi song saeng-nim that it’s your worst subject. Your highest in your three years was a 20/100 and you cheated on that test.” I said casually and flipped the book open.
His face flushed red, “Y-Yah! Why did he tell you that!?” He pouted his lip a little which was quite cute…
HOLY SHIT?! WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM?!
“E-Erh… I don’t know. Okay let’s start with Algebra then we’ll move on to fractions and area.”
He groaned and nodded his head unwillingly.
“Good dog. Okay here. Try this. Find the root of x^2-5x+2 = x/2.”
He stared at me blankly and I sighed. “You don’t understand do you?” He immediately shook his head and rested his head in his palms.
“Stupid Jung. No wonder your parents hired a tutor.”
He raised his body up and I leaned back slightly. “I’ll help you I’ll help you.”
I picked up my pen and pointed to the question.
“Okay so first you square both sides.” He furrowed his brows and tried.
“x^2 -5x + 2 = x^2/4.” He said unsurely and I nodded, “Correct.”
“Really?!” He beamed and I smiled a little. “Then multiply both sides by 4.”
”4x^2 - 20x + 8 = x^2”
Again, I smiled and nodded, “Okay at least we’re getting somewhere! This is good!”
“Do you think you can solve it yourself?” I asked him and he shook his head slowly. “I hate algebra.” I nodded and continued explaining to him.
“To find x, take 3x^2 - 20x + 8 = 0. Then by using the quadratic formula, x=[20 + or - (400-4*4*8)]/8.”
“So x=(10 + or - 2*sqrt(19))/3?” He finished for me.
“Wow you’re better than I thought! Yup.” I complimented him for the FIRST TIME.
“Heheh. Thanks.” And he grabbed a sandwich and popped it into his mouth.
“Yah Jung you have something on your mouth.” I pointed to the side of his lip and he mimicked my actions but kept missing the little trail of egg by his lips.
“God you’re such a moron!” I shot and reached forward to brush it away, my fingers coming into contact with his lips. I widened my eyes.
‘His lips… they’re actually quite soft.’ I retreated backwards.
“T-Thanks.” He mumbled, soft enough for me to hear. “N-No problem Jung.” And I stared at the thumb that had touched his lip.
‘Aish there’s something wrong with me. Why do I even care that I touched him? He’s my worst enemy for God’s sake! ARGH!’
I rummaged through my bag and took out a sheet of paper.
“Here are a few questions for you to do. If you can get at least 4 out of 7 correct, we’ll move onto fractions and you can take a short break after that okay?” He nodded slowly, “Okay.”
After approximately half an hour and ten sandwiches and three cups of tea later, he put his pen down and smiled brightly at me.
“I’m done!”
“Finally.” I commented before scooting towards him and taking hold of his paper.
I scanned through the answers and widened my eyes in pure surprise.
“Y-You… I don’t believe this! You got everything correct!” I yelled in amazement and drew a huge star at the top of the paper in red ink.
He grinned happily and looked at the paper proudly.
“I’ve never gotten a star from my teacher before.” He said and looked at me, “Thanks chicken.”
“I am not a chicken!” I puffed up my cheeks but smiled. “Well congratulations Jung. You got your first star from your worst enemy.”
He rolled his eyes, “Thanks. Now the star is infested with bird flu! Get it away! Get it away!” He flailed his arms around dramatically. I slapped him on the arm, “Calm down. Now let’s move on to fractions!”
I looked at the clock, which read 3.30.
“We’ll study till 4 then you can take a break to 4.15 then we’ll carry on with English okay?” He nodded unwillingly and I handed him another sheet of questions that he finished much faster than I had expected.
“Hmm… Not bad. Not bad at all. 8 out of 10 correct and the two wrong were due to carelessness. Not bad Jung. It should be 6 divided by three quarters, not multiply and here it should be 1546, not 1564. Other than that, you’re fine.”
He smiled cockily and I laughed, “You can actually do well when you study! Why don’t you study?”
His expression darkened as he pushed himself up from the chair and lay down on the bed, taking in deep breaths.
“Jung?”
“None of your business chicken.” He retorted and I rolled my eyes.
“Anything you say Jung.” Although I was slightly disappointed by his change of attitude.
I sat down by the edge of the bed and looked out of the window.
“YYYYUUUUNNNNNHHHHHHOOOOOOOO!” We both literally fell out of the bed as I shot my head up.
“W-What was that?!” I asked, scared for my life.
He shook his head and the door slammed open.
“I’M HOME!”
“U-Umma!”
I looked at the tall, striking middle aged woman at the door.
Umma?!
-END OF POV-
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