Chapter 2: CHP 2

Isn't being a wicked woman so much better?Words: 7111

When have I ever been viewed as a pushover? you may ask.

Before I died, I always felt sorry for Han-joon, who always had a dead relative every week.

It was hard for me to ignore him and I always believed his lies.

"Dohee I need 100,000 won right now, my aunt suddenly died.

She raised me since I was young.

'm really sad."

"What should I do?

I'm so sorry. Do-hee. I'll pay you back as soon as I have earned enough money."

I even told Han-joon that he didn't need to pay me back soon to cheer him up.

My bank account was emptying in plain sight every time he told me he liked me.

What I had left, I put aside for food and coffee and then I looked for part time jobs to earn a living.

One day at the the school library I pulled up my bag with a heavy laptop in it and went to complete a group

assignment.

"Oooo, I'm so sleepy."(-.-)Zzz・・・・

I was tired even before I was about to do my piled-up assignments.

All of a sudden I felt the need of a sweet latte to keep myself up, but I was out of money.

Calculating mentally, it seems like the money borrowed by Han-joon almost amounted to 500,000 won.

'Can I ask him to pay me back a little earlier?'

But I felt bad because my need for money got the better of me when the poor man went through so many tragedies with his family lately.

How can I ask for the money back when I said not to hurry, what a selfish thought.

As I bit my nails, I turned my laptop on.

'Everyone, please send me the organized data by today.'

I left a message in the group chat because I had a group project on my major course this week.

The number of people who have seen the message kept increasing, but there was no reply.

'I'm sorry, Dohee. I have a cold.'

'I have training today. Can I send it tomorrow?'

Though some of my group mates, who saw the message, ignored it,at least I got two replies.

If I didn't, I would've lost it.

Maybe it was because I've been through a lot lately, but I couldn't think of anything to make them cooperate.

Once again sent a message saying.

"The tuition is expensive, so you should focus on your studies more."

After finishing all my assignments alone until late at night,I felt really hungry and tired. As I dragged my body to the convenience store,I heard a familiar voice and the smell of a cigarette nearby.

"Oh, shit, it's new, don't step on it."

Han-joon, who was supposed to be at the funeral now, was swearing and smoking.

The one he was speaking to was the guy who said he had training today in the group chat.

"Is this the limited edition shoes of the N Brand? How did you get it?

It was sold out in seconds!!"

"I managed to still get a pair even if they didn't have it in stock anymore, so don't step on them."

"I think they were very expensive

if you were able to get them after they where sold out, but where did you get the money?"

"I have my ways."

Han-joon's triumphant answer made my head spin.

Pushover, pushover, pushover.

Two syllables echoed ceaselessly in her head.

"Who would be so stupid to give you that much money?"

"Yoon Do-hee."

"Aaaah, Yoon Do-hee."

The student, who was in the same group as I am, nodded in agreement.

Wow, you actually believed him right after hearing my name?

"I am in the same group as she is.

If I ask for money, do you think she'd give me?"

"I asked for it with an excuse of going to my aunt's funeral, but I didn't know she'd be fooled every time."

"Wow,Han-joon!!You're a total asshole."

"I'm not an asshole!It's just that Yoon Do-hee,becomes a fool after someone shows kindness to her."

It was difficult for me to continue listening to him.

I foolishly ran away from the bastard,I let him escape without showing him a piece of my mind.

I should've stepped on his brand new sneakers.

"Do-hee. I like you because you're nice."

Han-joon's words kept ringing in her head.

Strangely, instead of crying, I felt anger instead.

"Do-hee. You're just in time, do the dishes."

As soon as I arrived at home my mom pointed her finger at the sink full of plates.

'The person who ate dinner was my younger brother, why should I wash the dishes in his place?

I'm hungry, too.....'

While I searched through the empty refrigerator without any strength left, I heard a conversation between my brother and mother.

"Mom, give me a tutor. All of my friends are preparing for early admission these days, so they have a group of private tutors at the Academy to help them prepare.

Do you know that I'm the only one who doesn't attend a private academy?"

"I see. I'll try to find a way to send you there."

My mother's unhesitant reply made me violently shake the milk in my hand.

I felt nauseous.

Weren't my parents the ones who were strictly against taking tutors because they are expensive, let alone a private academy?

Because of it I thought that the financial situation of our family is bad.

My father is a rather skillful craftsman who has been a manager for years.

He has three children, but among us, I was the only one who wasn't given any money because he didn't have any intention to invest in me.

"Yoon Do-hee! Where are you going? Did you wash the dishes?"

It somehow made me more miserable knowing that leaving the house without any explanation was the best way I could feign ignorance.

'Why do you disfavor me? Do I look so useless in your eyes?'

Endless sorrow came rushing through me as I stood on the side of the road with a runny nose.。・゜゜(ノД')

"Miss I have to go back home, but I lost my transportation card. Please lend me 3,000 won. Please."

The old woman asked me.

I rubbed my wet eyes and let out a hollow sigh.

'I can't believe she's trying to fool me again.

I was tricked by this old lady and paid for her transportation fee for about three times now.'

"I was kind enough to take you to the bus station yet..."

'Han-joon takes money under the guise of a funeral from me every week whereas this old lady takes transportation money from me every week.

D

amn it.She must think I'm a pushover.

Well, it's amazing how many times I felt for their tricks.'

Only now do I realize how deceitful the old woman was all this time

'Just as Kim Han-joo said, I 'm stupidly nice.

"Our Do-hee is so nice."

"I like Do-hee because she's nice."

I should have interpreted it as,

"I like Do-hee because she's a pushover."

I don't know why this important realization of mine comes at this time.'

"Girl. You must give me 3,000 won!"

The old lady grabbed my arm furiously.

I didn't think it was right if she continuously get money from me, but when I saw money in her pocket, my anger soared.

"I don't have money. Let go of me!"

"Then, only two thousand won. Even 1,000 won is enough!"

As we were fighting, we gradually moved closer to the road, which in turn, killed me because I was run over by a motorcycle that was coming at a high speed.

After that long, dark battle with the old lady and the accident that happened I lost consciousness.

Later I woke up with a terrible headache as I looked around blankly an unfamiliar sight came in my view.

I was lying in a canopy bed with a white curtain.The size of the bed could fit easily seven adults.

'Where the hell am I.'😭

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