Part 08

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Grandma's POV/

"Doctor, I always have a mild pain in the back and whenever I eat something I feel very uneasy. Sometimes I spit out blood while coughing."

"Grandma, you came too late. Why are you here now? You should've come earlier. Look at those reports. Can you see the black spots?" The doctor told as he was showing me the test reports.

I nodded as I put on my glass.

"This is the cancer cells. Good for you because of your age it's not spreading fast. Let's do a simple surgery soon, okay?"

"Surgery?? But can't it be cured by medicine?"

"Halmoni, your cancer cells should be removed through surgery otherwise you'll suffer in the long run."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"Oh, one more thing. Tonight you've to stay here under our observation."

"But I need to hurry home."

"Halmoni, your health is our first concern. Obviously it's same for your family."

"Okay," I replied and admitted myself into the hospital.

Now how to deal with Y/n. I called her saying I'm gonna stay at my friend's house tonight.

It's not time for my surgery. Y/N's graduation board exams are near I can't make her weak. I'll  fix my surgery after her exams. Till now I, your grandma's name, will fight with those little punks, cancer cells.

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Y/n POV/

Suddenly he bumped with the side tool beside the couch and fell into the couch. At that mean time I tripped and fell on him. My heart began to race.

I never felt this way before. I looked up and my gazes got stuck into his. It's kinda uncomfortable for me. So I tried to get up but he put his one hand around my waist pulled me towards him.

"Mr. Kim?" I said staring into his eyes.

"Shshsh...." He rose more closer to me. I closed  my eyes and turned my head as I know what's gonna happen next. Then he pushed me away suddenly from the sofa and I ended up on the ground.

"Ouch, you didn't let me get up and now you threw me like a trash, Mr. Kim? Seriously?" I said but soon I realized my voice is sounding disappointment.

"Sorry for that. Let's finish doing the dishes first." He got up and went towards the kitchen.

"Coming," I stood up and felt a lot of pain in my ankle. I lost my balance and again fell down.

"Ah...," I screamed because it was hurting a lot but I tried to stood up again and I couldn't feel my steps as the hurt level was increasing.

Then I tried to walk to my room but I felt a pair of hands carried me in his arms and walked towards the room.

"Mr. Kim, let me down. I can walk." I said but still the indifferent cold look.

I looked at him with that thought he'll be surely a great husband in near future. Unknowingly I giggled.

"If you done checking me out and day dreaming. Can you open the door?" I realized we've already reached before my room. I opened the door and he gently put me down on the bed.

"Where is the first aid kit?"

"Downstairs," I replied coldly. As I realized I was really being a nerd having wishful thoughts.

I clenched my fist and suddenly my phone rang it's Park Jimin. I smiled not actually. Why should I smile? Gosh! I picked up.

"Hey, love. How are you doing?"

"Jerk, stop calling me love."

"Ok, babe then. Are you free this weekend?"

"No," I said coldly. Ok now I'm regretting for giving my phone number to him.

"Some of my friends are going to arrange a motor party. I thought you'll be impressed."

"I need to visit my mother's cemetery this weekend. I can't go."

"It's okay...I..." I couldn't hear the last word as Mr. Kim snatched the phone, ended the call and threw it on the bed.

"Show me your ankle," he literally shouted.

"Mr. Kim, I can do it by myself." I said taking the sprain spray from his hand.

"Enough with your nonsense. No more sentence." He yelled at me.

"But...."

"No more word!" He said taking back the spray and reaching out for my ankle.

He forcefully took it. He sprayed on my sprained ankle and massaged it gently. Although it's a great pain but I couldn't take off my eyes from him.

His magical eyes was covered by his cute bangs, perfectly shaped nose and pulpy pink lips. God damn it! What's wrong with me. I am a student while he's a teacher who's a neighbor.

"If you are done checking me out can you say if it hurts anymore?"

I nodded left to right. He looked at my eyes but it felt like he's looking at my soul. Now that's getting creepy.

Suddenly the phone rang I crawled to get my phone. That boy is crazy 136 missed calls in 7 minutes???

"Yo Jiminie oppa, why are you calling me continuously?"

"Are you okay? I was worried as you weren't picking up your phone." He said worriedly.

"Don't you understand? If a girl is not picking up the phone whether she is sleeping or busy." He said again snatching away my phone.

What the hell is he doing? Is he poor and never got to see a phone? But he uses the most expensive phone actually. Then why snatching mine all the time?

Not after a long time he ended the call as soon as he blurted out the previous sentence.

"Y/n, what's wrong? First went out together, then Park Jimin to Jiminie Oppa and then talking over phone that late at night?"

"Huh?" He moved closer to me.........

Sorry I wasn't intended to give a cliff hanger here. But you all have to wait for the next update....as my hand is hurting....I can't type anymore.....it's hard to type 1000 words....spoilers merge on in the comment box......

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