Chapter 8 I'm late!

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Haerin's POV

I woke up feeling disoriented and dizzy, and I stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, confused by the clothes I was wearing.

"When did I change my clothes? I shook my head and cleaned myself up. After taking a shower and putting on comfortable clothes, I searched everywhere for my phone, but I eventually gave up.

"Everything fucked up since last night," I muttered angrily. I went downstairs and checked the clock--it was only 7am.

"Oh, it's still early," I thought. "I should make breakfast."

I went to the kitchen and started to cook breakfast for two people.

After I cooked, I heard some footsteps and looked around to see Danielle standing there.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP? I'M LATE FOR CLASSES RIGHT NOW!" she yelled, looking annoyed.

I stared at her, holding a spatula, feeling confused. "What do you mean?"

"I HAD CLASSES TODAY!" she muttered, still sounding angry.

I squinted at her, confused. "How old are you? Still a teenager?"

She quickly turned away and walked to the door, saying, "I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS! DRIVE ME TO THE UNIVERSITY."

I sighed and took off my apron and went to my room to change into some casual clothes. After that, run to the car and seeing her waiting for me with an angry expression. She looked like an angry puppy, and I couldn't help but feel happy.

"Let's go." I said, getting into the driver's seat. She climbed in beside me, and I started the car, heading towards the university.

As I drove, I asked Danielle, "Which university?" She replied with an annoyed tone, "Seoul National University." I didn't reply but instead focused on driving as fast as possible.

About 30 minutes later, we arrived at the university, and she quickly got out of the car before I could say anything. I watched as she ran towards the school buildings and disappeared inside.

I let out a sigh and looked down at the carpet in the car. Suddenly, I noticed my phone on the passenger seat beside me. "Oh, it's been here this whole time!" I exclaimed, picking it up and placing it on my lap. I checked the time and saw that I still had a few things to do before heading back home. I closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat, trying to gather my thoughts and plan the rest of my day.

I sighed, feeling lost in this situation, "I don't know what to do." I straightened my back and turned the key in the ignition, feeling a sense of resignation wash over me. My eyes were heavy, and all I wanted to do was go back to my house and sit in silence for awhile.

As I drove home, I could feel the tension in my body slowly dissipating. When I finally arrived at my house, I parked the car in the garage and went inside. It was quiet, and I was grateful to have a moment to myself.

As I made my way to the dining table, I noticed that Danielle's food was still there, untouched. I couldn't help but feel bad for her, knowing that she was in such a rush that she didn't even have time to eat breakfast. To make matters worse, the food looked delicious. I knew I shouldn't eat her portion, but the temptation was too strong. I told myself that I would leave some, but in the end, I ended up eating the entire plate, leaving not a single crumb behind.

After finishing my breakfast, I looked at my phone and saw that it was already nine o'clock. I let out a groan, realizing that I was running late again. I grabbed my suit and quickly changed into it before heading back downstairs and out to my car.

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