You & I

🏀 Part 12 - Where Did You Come From? 🏀

All Myung saw was darkness. Hmm, what happened? Why does my head hurt so much.... As her eyes fluttered open, she recognized her room. When did I get to my apartment? I could've sworn I was outside. Regaining her consciousness, Myung slowly sat up. I'm in my bed. How did I get here? An ice pack fell off her head. The cold sensation gave her goosebumps. An ice pack? Wait.... WHY AM I IN MY NIGHTIES?! WHERE ARE MY JAMMIES?! As Myung heard the bedroom doorknob turn, she shuffled her blankets and covered herself. "Let's change that ice pack now...." A man walked in and Myung screamed. "WHAT ARE YOU SCREAMING FOR?!?" he shouted. She then threw the ice pack at him. "WHO ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY APARTMENT?!?" she yelped. "Please let me explain...." he said.

The man sat down on Myung's bed. She looked at him. He was probably around Myung's age. He had hazel eyes, almost green, and his hair was a nice light brown color. He had a nice figure and he was cute, but Myung couldn't focus on that right now. "You were outside and my basketball accidentally knocked you out. I couldn't just leave you there, so I carried you into this building. I assumed you lived here so I asked the landlord where your room was, and it was unlocked. I also made a few ice packs for your head." he explained. "That doesn't explain why I'm in my nightie and you're wearing a shirt that belongs to me. WHAT DID YOU DO?!?" Myung pointed at him, assuming he did something perverted.

"Calm down!! When the ball hit you, you fell in the mud. As I was trying to pick you up, the sprinklers went out and I got wet. So all I did was take off your pajamas and changed you into something else. That nightie was the first thing I grabbed. This shirt too. BUT THAT'S IT! I DID NOT SEE YOU NAKED OR ANYTHING, I'm not a perv." the man tugged on the white button-up that he was currently wearing. "Isn't this a guy's shirt though....?" Myung looked at the shirt. Joon's shirt....it was accidentally packed with my things when I moved here.

"It's my ex's shirt. I meant to give it back, but you can keep it." The thought of Joon pierced Myung's heart. "Oh, um, thanks. My name is Jae by the way." he said. "I'm Myung. And thanks for taking care of me and not raping me while I was knocked out. Sorry I freaked out." she laughed nervously. Jae shrugged and chuckled. "It's cool. And thanks for not calling the police on me." they both laughed.

A few minutes later, Jae was leaving. "Call or text me if you need anything. Or if you just wanna hang out." he said. "Again, I apologize for your injury. I'll play basketball AWAY from your apartment, haha. Just rest and use the last few ice packs I made." Myung nodded. "Thank you again. Hope to see you soon." Jae waved at her. "You too. Goodbye." he smiled and left. He's pretty friendly. Maybe he can help me find a job.

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Myung was in her bed, on her laptop. Let's see who the Pak family really is. After various articles and newsletters, Myung found out why the Pak family was so important. The Pak family owned dozens of buildings in South Korea and Pak Co., a company owned by the Pak family, also takes care of trading overseas and such. They earn millions each month for their work.

She scrolled further down. Myung gasped. Oh. My. God. JAE IS PART OF THE PAK FAMILY?! The article read: "Mr. and Mrs. Pak have two children. The twins, Nari and Jae Pak, are also successful, just like their parents. Nari Pak is a widely-known model. Her mother introduced her to the fashion industry when she was just ten-years-old! And Jae Pak is a widely-known actor. He stars in a variety of Korean dramas and movies and has earned over five awards already! But Mr. Pak hopes Jae can take over Pak Co. soon...." As Myung continued reading, she got more interested. Myung decided to sleep and she had to think of a way to get a job soon.

THE END

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