"MISTER ROOM 502!!" Lami shouted, banging her roommate's room's door.
he got pissed and suddenly opened the door making her stumble in his chest. he got stunned, the familiar warmth is what he felt but he just shrugged it off, still unsure if she is the Lami he knew.
"excuse you, im not mister room 502, im Park Jisung, one of the most known Doctors in Seoul" he arrogantly said, not looking at the girl whose head is buried in his chest. He hoped that by that introduction, she would remember him.
she pushed him and glared, "then mister Park Jisung, the one of the most known doctors of Seoul, pay your bills now" she mocked his words making him roll his eyes, hurt is indeed visible but she's too oblivious to see it.
"I know now get out if you don't want to see me removing my clothes infront of you" he said and pushed her out.
her cheeks got red and immediately walked in her room to change her clothes since today would be the payday from her work, which is surprisingly the same hospital that Jisung worked in but as a nurse.
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502
Short Story" until 502 years, we're still together right? " " 502 years it is "
