Eun Sang had been in the middle of doing her history homework when Young Do had yanked her out of Myung Soo’s studio and onto his motorcycle. He wanted to go on a date but at the moment she was beginning to feel more like she was his babysitter then his girlfriend.
“Because I don’t want to.”
“Ya! I heard you call Myung Soo it last week!”
“He gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse.”
She felt a pain in her shin. He had kicked her!
“Oi! Choi Young Do! Do you wanna die?”
“Yes, my heart hurts and I can’t think of a better way to die then by your hands.”
“Omo, you’re a child, Young Do.”
As if to prove her point he pouted.