Moment 18 (1/1)

Six years ago…    “Have you packed all of your things?” He nodded, showing his boxer to me…..again. “You better get the boxer out of my sight. You freaking twenty, dummy.” I rolled my eyes. he shook his head, mehrong at me. but still no word came out from his talkative mouth. I’m getting frustrated here. I felt like I wanted to smash this man in front of me. Luckily, we are jus using skype. Luckily…. “Are you mute or something?” I said while blowing a raspberry at him to make him annoyed. “………” he rolled his eyes and now I really feel like throttling him through the screen, like literally. “Argh!! Can’t you say something?! I feel like….like.. talking to the chair. Even chair knows how to respond.” Wait? Chair know how to respond? Erk… He made some gestures. “What?” He repeated the gestures again and again but still… I don’t get it! Not even a little. He sighed. He leaved the screen and got back with a black marker pen and a sketch book. He opened the book and started to write something. I waited patiently. I sighed. This Jung DaeHyun really loves to make me feels like hanging myself by the window. Tik… tik… He knocked the screen. I took a look at him and he showed me the thing he wrote. ‘You said you hate to hear my voice’Please Subscribe to read the full chapter