Mina by Kim Sagwa

Author:Kim Sagwa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Two Lines Press
Published: 2018-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

WOULD YOU BE MY FUCKING BOYFRIEND?

His monitor’s wide screen is a patchwork of black-and-white images. Lying sideways on Crystal’s bed, shoulder propped against a pillow, Minho stares at it. Sitting cross-legged beside him and chewing on her pencil eraser, Crystal looks between the screen and the workbook lying open on the floor.

“Oppa, can you help me with this?” She points at the workbook.

He regards it seriously, then checks the title. “I’m in the liberal arts track. I don’t do this stuff.”

“And I’m in the science track, so I don’t watch movies like that.”

“Why not? You’ve got spiral stairs, you’ve got vertigo. Isn’t that scientific?”

“No way! That guy’s a pervert, a psycho, he’s out of his mind, a dirty old man….” She checks his reaction. “Could you possibly understand what makes that guy tick?”

“Yeah. You don’t?”

“You really do… Gee.”

“Gee.” Minho mimics her and laughs.

Crystal scowls. “I’m going there during school break.”

“Where?”

She points at the monitor, “There. Saen—P’ran—shisk’o.”

“Just to check it out?”

“No, for English camp. But yeah, it’s really an excuse to have fun.”

Minho draws her close, grinning. Leaning her head against his shoulder she continues chewing on the eraser. He snatches the pencil and tosses it to the floor.

“Hey, you broke off the tip. Now what am I going to do?”

“I’m sleepy.”

“Then take a nap.” Crystal places a warm hand on his shoulder. Then she cranes her head back and looks up at the ceiling. Before they know it the sun’s going down and Crystal’s unlit room is steeped in darkness. Except for the monitor everything melts formlessly into the gloom. She buries her face in his shoulder and he takes her hand.

“I’m sleepy.”

“I am too, Minho.”

Holding her around the waist, he lies back on the bed.

She giggles. “Stop, you’re tickling me.”

“Tickling?”

“That’s what I said.”

They both laugh. The laughter trails off and their whispering breaths fill the room. They lie still for a while. Then her cellphone on the desk vibrates. She tries to get up but he holds her close and won’t let go. The phone blinks a few more times and then goes dark.

Again the phone vibrates and blinks in the dark. They lie silent and motionless. She can feel his heart beating. She feels it beating faster and faster, feels his hands getting hotter. She grins—it’s all perfectly natural, physiology at work. But before long this discovery has become tedious and stale. Her phone vibrates and blinks. She makes another attempt to wriggle free. This time he lets her go, free and easy. She takes the phone and reads the message aloud in a staccato tone: “What’s up? I’m bored. Let’s hang out.”

“Who’s that?”

“My boyfriend,” she says with a smirk. “Jealous?”

“As if.” He yawns, and the next thing she knows, his eyes are shut. Looking down at his long eyelashes and the pretty shadows they cast beneath his eyes, she grins. “You’d look awesome with mascara.”

“What?”

“Mascara. Want to give it a try?”

Minho grabs at her arm but she’s able to get the phone to her ear. “Who’s that?” Minho asks again.

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