In The Room with Onew (1/1)

Chapter 18:Wasn't it the right thing to do? I thought it was the best way to prove to her that I'm the person she originally assumed I was; what better way to understand a person better than to be in a relationship? But all I'm feeling now is the burning sensation on my right cheek.“Jinki. I'm sorry I slapped you, but I'm not your whore! ...If that's the way you want to prove to me that you're not an awful person, well you're going about using the wrong method. This makes you even less trustworthy; first you're all over that stranger, and now you're all over me...!” Why does she insist on bringing back up that incident? I'm not sure why I groped her. It was just all of a sudden, I became extremely attracted to her and wanted to explore her body... oh, wow. It does sound very inappropriate. But she's got to understand that it was not intended. Nothing was... It pains me to see the look on her face. She's scared and she's backing away from me, her hand grasping a firm hold onto the doorknob, her body propped up, prepared to run away.I show her my cellphone's screen again. “What am I suppose to do with this post?”“Delete it. Delete it now!” Deleting won't do any good. Nearly two-hundred people had commented on my post, a couple hundred more who had shared my post on their wall. “Why aren't you deleting it, Jinki?”“I've made a formal apology online, confessed to all my fans as to what I did wrong and even told them that I'm dating this girl named Hyunmyong, and I'll always be honest to her and love her and cherish...” She shakes her head violently.“No. You're lying again. You're not dating a girl named Hyunmyong, and nor will this girl ever like you. You can never be honest to her, because you've already lied to her; you can't love her if she doesn't accept your love, and you can't cherish her if she's not by your side. I'm sorry Jinki, but I can't stay.”I grab hold of her arm, unwilling to let go. “Look Hyunmyong-ah, just...”“Please go back to calling me Song Seonsaeng-nim. I will only accept you as a student, nothing more...” I opened my mouth to speak, but she placed a finger to it; I fall silent and gaze into eyes with a dejected expression. “Jinki-ssi, if you cannot clarify this situation because of corporate conditions, I will offer an explanation myself, but don't worry. I won't write anything that'll affect you negatively. I'll take full responsibility for it. And as for what happened today, it's over. We should forget about. And as for you; you don't need to explain anything to me; I'm simply your teacher. How you want to run your personal life does not bother me... but I will offer you one advice: You are a celebrity after all, please think before putting a plan into action; you shouldn't risk your fans' loyalty to you.”“Song Seonsaeng-nim, I'm really a great person... I'm not sure why...”“Just stop Jinki. I don't care if you're a great person or a bad person, or if you have an explanation for what happened today or not; the only thing that matters to me is whether or not you're a good student.” She's about to open the door and leave, but the stranger outside intercepts and begins shouting. The only words clear to me is something about my post.“I'M NOT SURE WHAT YOU'RE IN THERE, YOU BITCH. BUT I'M TELLING YOU, JINKI BELONGS TO ME AND I'LL FUCKIN' PUMMEL YOU IN THE FACE FOR HIM!” She hits the door several times with something hard. Hyunmyong cautiously walks away from the door, probably annoyed from the sudden loud nuisances, but finally returns to the door, again ready to open it. I grab her arm again.“Are you stupid? Who knows what will happen to you if you open the door?” My argument does not persuade her; her hands are still on the doorknob and she's continuing with avoiding eye contact with me. “Where will you go if you leave?” She finally looks up at me, but with a sense of confusion.“What do you mean, 'where will you go?' I have an apartment to go back to if you've been listening.” I nod.“I remember you telling me about your apartment. I also remember how you said your apartment is a Hell-lair, and that you're practically always restless. But if you stayed here, then you might actually get some sleep.”“Thanks for the offer, Jinki, but sorry. I don't stay overnights with strangers, especially with crazy ones,” she says pointing to that stranger who is still outside the room door, violently yelling and hitting the walls and the doors along the hallway. I try to come up with an excuse on the spot; she has to stay.“Song Seonsaeng-nim. You'll have to stay here; if you go back to your apartment, then you'll not be able to sleep, and if that happens, that'll mean you'll be too tired to teach, affecting the quality of my education.”“You're right, Jinki... I will call the University right now, and tell them that I am eligible of teaching, and that they should find you another teacher instead.” Why must she be so difficult? I'm no good at making excuses.“...But... but... I only want you to teach me. I want no one else. Either you teach me with the best of your abilities, or I'll ask S.M. Entertainment to sue the money off your ass for unable to adhere to earlier agreements.” Her face tells me that she's frustrated and her migraines are most likely acting up again. She makes herself comfortable, and leaps onto my bed, placing the pillow on her head, and covering herself with the blanket, trying to block the noise out probably.“Jinki, where are you?” Both of our heads jerk up at the voice. It belongs to a male. That means their back from school! Yes, that crazy bitch can't touch me if there are other people around. Hyunmyong seems to acknowledge that too. She pulls the covers off, and opens the door to find Taemin standing in front of it. She immediately gives him a hug.“I'm so happy to see you, Taemin-ah!” She hugs him tightly and he reciprocates, without any hint of discomfort. He smiles at her.“I'm really happy to meet you too Hyunmyong-ssi. But what were you doing in Onew's room... with Onew?”“Ha?!” She waves her arms profusely in front of her to declare her innocence. “Nothing happened between us. It's just that there was this girl... where is she?”“Oh! You mean Marisa's sister? We just met her too. Her name's Arissa. Maybe you and Onew should give her your greetings.” Hyunmyong gives Taemin a slight smile that turns out to be more of a grimace. We didn't know what to do next, but luckily Jonghyun stepped in just in time.“I wouldn't have known if I didn't go online. Is this true Onew?” I start blushing, and smile awkwardly, trying to avoid eye contact with Hyunmyong, but I caught her with my peripheral vision and she was attempting to make a run for it back into my room. “Stop where you're going, Onew's teacher!” She stops in her track like a windy toy that ran short of potential energy. The other SHINee members huddle around Jonghyun, reading the post on my Facebook wall. “Hyung! You should apologize.” Taemin puff up his cheeks to express his discontent with my behaviour. Key glares at me, and even Jonghyun and Minho are looking at me with opened jaws and blank expressions.“What did you do to Arissa? Inappropriate, Onew. Inappropriate!” Key steps out of the conversation and returns to his own room, followed by Taemin. “You're gonna get in so much trouble, hyung!” “I don't need you stating the obvious, Minho!” He proceeds by giving me a punch to the arm. “What was that for?”“For being an idiot! You can't do that ~ urgh! When did you turn into such a pervert? How do you expect anyone to trust us anymore?” And then he too retreats back into his room. For a second there's a prolonged silence, but Jonghyun decides to speak, and he chooses his words very wisely.“You didn't do anything you'll regret right? With either Arissa or your teacher, I mean... or both...” I give him the face-palm.“What kind of question is that Jonghyun? It's all in the post; unless of course I said I did something extremely unethically correct, then I wouldn't have done anything that's extremely unethically correct!”“I'm just asking, Onew~” He slowly backs away and he too goes back into his room. I'm standing in the hallway with Hyunmyong beside me. What a strange moment, and to think that they might appreciate me for my courageousness and level of honesty... Then my cellphone rings that special tone. With that special tone, it only means that I'm getting a call from, I gulped down hard... it's a call from S.M.! I'm about to take a washroom break in my pants. I cautiously answer, waiting for her to simply start screaming into my ears.“Hello?” I close my eyes, anticipating the worse, but instead, the voice was soft and gentle, which leaves me even more afraid. At least I know how she's feeling if she's throwing a tantrum at the other end, but for our manager to remain this calm is character that's completely out of context.“Onew. Darling. We need to talk.” There is a slight pause. She takes in a deep breath and continues. “You know how we need to approve all posts before they appear anywhere...”“I know. But this was an exception. It was an emergency.”“An emergency...” She doesn't sound convinced one bit.“I'll make a long story short. Basically, I wanted to prove to my teacher that I'm basically a person that she can trust in... I've done some really stupid things, and I feel like I've presented myself as being a complete asshole.”“Well... Onew... there's not much that can be done right now. Many of your fans had already commented on the post, but be thankful that all of it are positive comments, complimenting you on your courage and your honesty. So it's no harm done. But about your girlfriend...” I interrupt her.“See – that's another problem. She's not my girlfriend...”“WHAT?! SHE'S NOT YOUR GIRLFRIEND, AND YOU POSTED IT IT ON YOUR WALL SAYING SHE IS? DO YOU KNOW HOW BAD THIS COULD BE IF THE PRESS GOT A HOLD OF THIS?! 'ONEW: PLAYING WITH A GIRL'S HEART FOR A DAY'. FANS EVERYWHERE WILL KNOW YOU AS BEING A LIAR.” I must have held the phone at least a ruler length away from my ears. It was loud enough that even Hyunmyong was alerted by her screaming. I walk off to the side away from Hyunmyong for the rest of the conversation.“Don't worry. I'll find a way to make her fall in love with me...”“SO NOW, YOU'RE GOING TO BE A LIAR, A PLAYER AND A MANIPULATOR?! YOU'RE MAKING A REAL NAME FOR YOURSELF, ONEW!” My eyes squeeze tight trying to embrace the loud decibels bombarding my eardrums.“Don't worry about it. I won't let any of this affect me negatively. I'll find a way to make her like me, and I'll make sure I keep up with my clean reputation that my fans know me for.”“I don't care, Onew. You're lucky that you're in Canada right now, or the Korean Press would be chasing you down right now. I'll try to provide as good of an explanation as possible, but you better not let this slip any further. If things get out of hand, be expecting your voice to be cut out of all SHINee projects in the future. AND YOU MAKE SURE THAT THAT TEACHER OF YOURS DOESN'T POST ANYTHING ONLINE. AND YOU BETTER REMEMBER TO HAVE US VALIDATE YOUR POSTS BEFORE YOU GO POSTING THEM UP!” She hangs up. Now there is just one more problem to solve. I drag Hyunmyong into the mudroom, where both Marisa and Arissa was. Marisa didn't seem very happy; not with us, but with her sister. This seems rather weird to me; shouldn't Marisa be happy that her sister's out of the hospital?“Oh hey, Onew! I think you've already seen my sister, Arissa. Arissa, this of course is Onew, and this is his English teacher...” she pauses because she doesn't know her name.“Song Hyunmyong, or Lorelei. You've also met her, Arissa. Anyways, we've made our introductions earlier; what I'm wondering right now, Marisa, is whether or not you have a spare room.” I direct the question obviously to Marisa, who obviously doesn't hate Hyunmyong, unlike her strange sister.“We have plenty!” Arissa glares at her, and nudges her on the arm. Marisa returns it with her own glare. Hyunmyong and I look at each other, clearly feeling the tension, but not understanding why it's there. “Does she want to stay with us?”“Well, you see. She experiences awful migraines upon loud noises, and the apartment where she lives at, it's never at peace, so I was hoping she could move in with us, so she could get proper rest and be able to provide me with quality education.” Marisa smiles and is all ready to nod, when Arissa intercepted. What is she up to? Why does she not want Hyunmyong to stay? She's really starting to annoy me. Just hearing her voice, I would like to choke her to death. Just seeing her face, I would like to beat it in.“Marisa, I just told you that I'm planning to move back in with you. It'll be inconvenient having so many people in the house.” “Arissa, there are plenty of room. And honestly, I'm not even sure why you're moving back here. You were living just fine with your boyfriend.” Her boyfriend! Oh yeah, her sister has a boyfriend, who loves her a lot. I catch Hyunmyong gaping at me with wide eyes. I could tell that she was about to blow up in my face again. She's thinking something along the lines of, 'she has a boyfriend! And you just freakin' groped her. She's either cheating on you, or you're screwing around with some other guy's girl!” I grab hold of Hyunmyong's arm, making sure she doesn't whack me across the face, but she still managed to with her other arm, hitting in right on the nose. Marisa and Arissa gasps on the sudden act of violence.“Oh, poor Onew. Are you okay? See, Marisa you can't let this walking hazard inside our house. She might suddenly want to burn the house down!” Arissa approaches me, caressing my face; I back away from her. “Oh, Onew. Let me kiss it better!”“NO!...” I scream from fear of receiving anymore skinship from this crazed women. But I realize that it's only appropriate to show my manners in front of Hyunmyong. “I mean, no, as in, no, Hyunmyong-ssi isn't a walking hazard. She simply has a lot of anger and anxiety bottled up from years of restless nights. That's why, I think, for my safety, since I am her student, that she stay with us and receive her proper eight hours of sleep.” Marisa nods.“Don't worry Onew-ah and Hyunmyong-ssi. I'll take care of it. And in the the meantime, Hyunmyong-ssi, do you mind taking Onew-ah to the washroom to wash off his nose. He's bleeding quite profusely.” I lead her to the washroom, while she's laughing hysterically beside me. Behind me though I could still hear Marisa and Arissa fighting.“You were the one who originally asked me to help you out. So I'm requesting to move back; added I'm your sister, I have every right to.”“Okay, let's go back to the actual situation. Your boyfriend called me, telling me that you weren't in the hospital, even when the doctors recommended you to stay a few extra days. Taeon told me that you ran off because you desperately needed to meet Onew. I'm sorry Arissa, but if you're going to be a disturbance, then I can't have you around.”“What do you mean disturbance?”“Taeon loves you very much, you should be loyal to him, not cheating on him for a celebrity.”“I won't be cheating on him, since I'm planning to breakup with him.” That's the last I heard, before the front door slammed shut. Marisa pops her head into the washroom, where Hyunmyong is pushing my face into the cold water. I gasp for air upon her pulling my head up from the water. Marisa smiles at us.“Everything's taken care of. Lorelei, I'll drive you back to your apartment to pack your belongings.”