《Who Are You》Chapter 8
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Monday, 9:00 A.M.
Mi Hi
Me:
The school authorities
only have his old contact
number.
Mi Hi:
I too got no as such response
He left that part time
like an year ago
When was the last time
you talked to him?
Me:
A few months ago...
I called him. Then you remember
i dropped my phone
in the bath tub and I
lost all my contacts
Mi Hi:
It doesn't matter anyway,
that number is no longer
in service.
Me:
What to do now?
Mi Hi:
Should we venture out
to Seoul?
Me:
And show people on
street Suho's photo
asking if they know him?
Mi Hi:
What else can we do?
Me:
You're a news reporter
and you don't know??
Mi Hi:
Bro I speak weather
forcast....
You are an expert journalist.
Your editorials are so
famous! And even you don't
know.
Me:
😅
Okay. Let's try to find location
of his previous phone number.
Mi Hi:
How can we? It's no longer
in service.
Me:
We can at least find where
it was last used.
Mi Hi:
Yeah. You'll do it.
Me:
I know you can't
Mi Hi:
I wasn't born with a silver
spoon.
Me:
You're lucky in that case
Mi Hi:
Yeah I guess. Smh
Btw I am reading a book
Me:
YOURE READING???
Mi Hi:
Jerry Jarvis. He is a star
nowadays.
Woah those are the best
fictions I had read.
Me:
You've read literally countable
number of books
But yeah. He is pretty talented.
I would love to have an
interview with him.
It would be the headlines.
Mi Hi:
No one knows him tho.
Damn I know he would
be so good-looking.
Me:
How do you even know?
What if he is a man in his 50s?
Mi Hi:
Still. Idk his writing is sexy.
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Me:
I guess 😂
Mi Hi:
He writes like poetry. Its
so beautiful
Me:
Looks like he got someone
who is crushing over him
Mi Hi:
Yeah thats trueew
Me:
Smh smh bye
Mi Hi:
Bye
I love Jerry Jarvis
Monday, 1:00 P.M.
Rude Boy
Me:
Do you read Jerry Jarvis?
Rude Boy:
Have read one of his
fics. Didn't really found
it very interesting.
Me:
Two completely diff views 😂😂
Mi Hi was head over
heels for it.
Rude Boy:
He writes as a poetry
and I am more into
the storyline.
But he is famous anyway.
Me:
Everyone has a different
taste. He is all concealed.
I wanna meet him.
Rude Boy:
He won't marry you girl.
Me:
Why would I marry him?😒
Rude Boy:
Then why do you want
to meet him?
Me:
😑😑
What do you think of
me? A shallow opportunist?
Rude Boy:
No. I was just saying.
Me:
Ykw? Fuck you.
Rude Boy:
Ew don't
Me:
Yeah I don't wanna
settle with you anyway.
Rude Boy:
You cannot. I don't
like you.
Me:
Not me responsible for
your bad taste.
Rude Boy:
I am sure you must
be ugly af
Me:
I am sure 90 percent of
your beauty can be wiped
off by Kleenex
And wait. How can you
call me ugly? That's so rude.
Rude Boy:
Was I not "rude boy"
Me:
Listen up rude boy. There
is no ugly in this world.
You get that?
And as far as you are concerned,
exceptions don't make the rules.
Rude Boy:
You are an exception too.
Me:
You agreed that you are one.
😏😏
Rude Boy:
Whatever.
Me:
I won.
Rude Boy:
We weren't playing.
Me:
So we should. How
about "get to know strangers"
Rude Boy:
I don't talk to strangers
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Me:
If you don't talk to
strangers, how do you
have friends?
Rude Boy:
Point.
Me:
So, let's start.
I won't ask your name cause
you aren't comfortable.
If there is anything you can't
tell, you can skip.
Rude Boy:
Seems fine.
Me:
Your age?
Rude Boy:
28
Yours?
Me:
25
What do you do for
a living?
Rude Boy:
Skip
What about you?
Me:
Skip
Hip hop or classical jazz?
Rude Boy:
Hip hop
Reading or writing?
Me:
Both
Given the choice of anyone
in the world, whom would
you want as a dinner guest?
Rude Boy:
Kanye West or Eminem
Would you like to be famous?
In what way?
Me:
No I don't like fame.
It's getting interesting now.
Rude Boy:
Yeah
Me:
What do you value most
in a friendship?
Rude Boy:
Support
What does friendship mean to you?
Me:
It means alot to me. Alot.
Is there something that you've
dreamed of doing for a long time?
Why haven't you done it?
Rude Boy:
Skip
If you could wake up tomorrow
having gained any one quality
or ability, what would it be?
Me:
Invisibility. I wanna go invisible
so bad.
Anything we both have in
common?
Rude Boy:
We are both wasting time
Me:
Haha lol 😂😂😂
Rude Boy:
If a crystal ball could tell you
the truth about yourself, your life,
the future or anything else,
what would you want to know?
Me:
Skip
Rude Boy:
That's not even informative!
Me:
😓😓
Complete this sentence:
"I wish I had someone with
whom I could share ..."
Rude Boy:
My life with
Me:
Oooooo that's so romantic.
Rude Boy:
What is the thing you are
most grateful for?
Me:
Finding a friend like Mi Hi?
What is your greatest achievement?
Rude Boy:
When I made my father proud.
What about you?
Me:
When I opened my first
NGO with my salary.
Rude Boy:
Oh I gtg.
Bye. It was nice talking to you.
Me:
Wow. You know how
to speak respectfully.
Rude Boy:
Obviously I do. 😂
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