MiRe came out of the dining room and headed for class. It was difficult to walk down the hall, and it was difficult, too many people. And then she stabbed herself in the neck. She didn't care, so she moved on.
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After entering the classroom, the girl sat down and pulled the card out of her pocket and entered Chongguk's room. She started to read the news on the Internet. It wasn't very interesting, but rather boring. And here she receives an SMS, she was surprised to discover it.
* Woman *
"MiRe, we'll be there soon if you don't have anybody to marry our Chinese partners."
* " You're the one
"Chinese? Why not Chimin or Marie? I am not your own daughter, but I have the right to a fair and honest life.
* ""Woman "" ""Woman "
"People like them have soulmates, and you're just a waste of life that won't have a normal life."
* " You're the one
"I'm just for you to combine contracts, just the thing, thank you. I have a lesson, bye! »
I wasn't so offended by the words of this woman anymore, she wasn't telling the truth, in this life, I had nothing to do, I was either an empty man, or I would live my whole life alone, or I would live in mockery, but I seem so happy that I have both. While the teacher wasn't in class, I quickly packed up and left school. I'd rather stay home than suffer. When I called our driver, I started waiting.
- MiRe! Hi again, remember me?
- And Chongguk, hi. Didn't you take the documents?
- Yes, I'm going to drive you now, to give you a lift?
- No, thanks, the driver has to come and get me, and I'll go, and here he is, for now.
- Bye.
When we got into the car, we went home, there was no one in the mood, even a desire to smile. In complete silence we drove home, thanking the driver, I went into the house, and my neck was a little sick, but what is wrong with her? After stretching my muscles, I went to the kitchen, throwing things in the hallway. When I turned on the air conditioner, I began to feel the coolness I needed. After brewing tea and taking the buns our housewife had made, she was no longer in the house, but the smell of lilies was in the air, relaxing me. When I sat down at the table, I started having a little snack while flipping through the Internet at the same time. At home, the silence that was so lacking. As I drank tea on my shoulders with my cold hands, my heart sank in fear of wrapping my head around me, and I was shocked to say something so trivial, "Who are you?
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- So you're telling me, your own brother didn't recognize him? - laughing, the guy asked, and the girl turned her head slowly, looking into his eyes
- Fuck you, you fucking joker! - After that, they both started laughing. - How are you?
- It's okay, school, friends, home and family, I see the same thing with you.
- Well, not really, we'll miss our friends. You sit down, we'll have tea together. - When the guy sat down at the table, they kept talking.
- Brother, who is Kim Taehyong?
- And this is my best friend, plus a classmate. What do you need him for? - The guy asked with his hands against the table and put his face on it.
- Not me, but Marie, it's her soumate.
- There's nothing for yourself to know if it's true or not. - She drinks tea, but also maintains eye contact.
- Well, she will come, look for sure... And also, and you have a soumate?
- А? - The guy was quiet for a moment, and later smiled and said. - Not yet. What about you?
- No, it seems, but in general, how do they find their destiny? Please tell us.
- Well... To make a mark, to walk by, you may not know each other, because the fate has decided everything for you. The name appears on any part of the body, it comes in two different colors, black and red. What is the essence of this, the black mark, you are always connected with a certain person, but the red one, gives you a choice of herself, because this is very much in doubt. And the soumeits feel each other's feelings, I honestly do not know, but many people confirm this fact, many deny it.
After a long time in the kitchen, my brother and I went to our rooms, my head didn't understand anything, it was empty... I wasn't burning with a desire to go somewhere, or do something. Now the only thing that pleased me was the bed, for many people this thing after a hard day, means a lot.
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