
Two days after the breakfast incident, Yoon-Hee suddenly met me while I was sitting on the back porch.
“Ricka... Can I sit here?” He pointed to the chair beside me.
I just returned her smile and a light nod of the head.
“Mian, all this time I've been cruel to you. I... I was then...” He did not continue his words.
“I know...,” I replied while looking at his face. “Sorry, before. I also did not know that Brother Ji-Sung is your lover,”.
He looked down and took a breath and said,
“I understand, at first I was angry not because I was jealous of Ji-Sung Oppa. I'm angry why Yoon-Jin doesn't confess his feelings for you.”
“You mean?”
“Iya.. I know Yoon-Jin more than anyone. Since childhood, either because of innocence he always tells you in school. He made up stories as if you were already very familiar. At first, I didn't really believe it. But after seeing for myself I really believe that you have met before.” Yoon-Hee looks at me with a serious look.
“Mwo? I have never met him except for the first time at the airport,” I replied.
“Entai from where Yoon-Jin can know your habits. And to my astonishment, how could he decorate your room according to what you like?”
“So the one who decorated my room was Yoon-Jin?”
“Iya.. At first I couldn't believe you liked the star shape. But after you came, you wore all things star-shaped. Clothes, those earrings, that necklace, shoes, hairpins. Ah... why is that so coincidental?”
“Jinjja? She knows where? Aaah must be from Om Shoni. I know that I love all the star-shaped accessories. Even Om often always bring star accessories from here,” I replied.
(Jinjja: really)
“But...” I have not continued my sentence.
“Wae? Said you didn't have a boyfriend in Indonesia either, did you?” Yoon-Hee looks at me sharply.
“To be sure I don't accept this match. Since I don't know how I feel about Yoon-Jin yet,” I stammered.
“What is possible... You like Ji-Sung oppa??” ask with a very high tone.
I smiled lightly seeing her expression that turned back to being creepy.
“Hahahaha. Where might I snatch people's lovers!” I laughed at him who rounded his eyes.
“Ah.. dahaeng-ida. You can't like my oppa! Remember that!”.
(dahaeng-ida: a relief once)
“You just calm down. At first I did open up a little with Brother Ji-Sung, but after the incident-by-event made me realize that my feelings were actually not directed to Brother Ji-Sung.”
“But Yoon-Jin, right?” He opened his eyes again. I answered him with a cold smile. Then go back to talking, “Did you not like Yoon-Jin? You know, as long as Yoon-Jin knows about your matchmaking I've never seen Yoon-Jin like another woman. Not just once twice, maybe even almost hundreds of times he approached women from high school to college but he always refused,” Yoon-Hee said smiling coldly.
“Honestly, I was jealous of you. Is there a man who loves me like Yoon Jin loves you. I was shocked when Yoon-Jin suddenly refused the match. I wanted to tell you when you first got here. But Ji-Sung oppa is against me. He insisted on accepting the match. That's why I hated you so much at the time. Why are you so lucky,” he continued while glancing cynically at me.
“Ah. I'm not that lucky,” I replied.
“Yaaa..i'm late. I gotta get going. There's a spring fashion photo shoot today at the Seoul plaza. By Ricka..please mianhe!”
I saw him disappear from my sight. Now that my mind is raging, what I really don't think I can interpret. Like there's another riddle I need to solve. But what is it? Ah…. It's free for everyone to say that Yoon-Jin likes me but it's completely opposite. Plus the blurry-faced prince lately often approached me. Makes me even more curious about him. Why did my last dreams become the most beautiful dreams with him? If I had met him I wouldn't be this hesitant about my own feelings. On the one hand, I like Yoon-Jin but tucked my feelings towards the blurry-faced man. I decided not to discuss the matter of the matchmaking before I met the blurry-faced man in the real world.