Arc 1: The reborn young miss hates me 6

"Honestly, at this rate, I am sure that you are being stalked by evil spirits," Jangmi told the angst teenage girl. Here is what happened.

Flashback.

Yuna opened her eyes to meet a pair of soft puppy like ones. Those set of eyes belonged to a young man, barely a few years older than her. He was handsome, not in a striking kind of way but a kind of handsomeness that became more handsome the longer you stared at him. Wonyoung's fiancee, Han. Yuna was not courting death, so of course, her face went pale and she stood up hurriedly and apologise but unfortunately …

Click, click. Wonyoung choose to appear then and the situation looked awkward. Yuna could not bear Wonyoung's judging eyes, unable to stand there, she did what she thought was smart and ran away. It was only after she reached the kitchen that she remembered that running away made her seem more guilty.

Flashback over.

"I don't know what to do," Yuna wailed, pitifully rubbing against the shorter female. "You should see the way Wonyoung stared at me, I thought I did something wrong."

They were in the hallway of their school, Carat Academy. The uniform was elegant and looked like what belonged to a runway show but Jangmi did not like the colour, the fact that there was more white than black annoyed her.

"You terrify her."

"Why would I terrify her? She is pretty and smart and incredibly beautiful…" Yuna muttered almost drooling at the thought of looking like Wonyoung.

"Kareena or Sully?"

"Kareena all the way," Yuna responded, glaring at Jangmi as if to ask; "did you just dare to ask that question?" Kareena might not be the most talented idol but there was just a way the girl looked that made her able to stare at her pictures for ten hours with blinking.

"But boys prefer Sully to Kareena because Sully looks cute." Yuna still wasn't getting what Jangmi was trying to say.

"What does looking cute have to do with this?"

"Most boys prefer being big bad wolves and wolves will rather feast on innocent bunnies than vixens,"

"Ahhhh," Yuna's eyes widened in understanding, "Does she think that her fiancee will just fall in love by staring at me once, the boy practically worships the ground she steps on, plus my type are people like you or Kareena or Hyunjin Oppa…"

"Pardon?"

Yuna broke into a series of coughs, refusing to say anything more. Tiger eyed her wearily, practically pushing Jangmi away from her.

"Anyway, she should learn to trust her fiancee if they are planning to get married," she gushed, changing the subject. Jangmi wasn't sure why Yuna decided to hook on Han in Wonyoung's first life. How big was the frustration for her to go wild and do all that?

"Forget about Wonyoung and her fiancee's problems," Jangmi told her. "I've already got a dance and vocal coach for you, by weekend, I will register the agency. I'm still not sure of the name to give it."

Tiger: "Tiger entertainment."

Yuna: "Soft Media, Beauty Entertainment," she said with a small smile," I don't mind."

(According to Google, Yuna means soft and beautiful, I'm not so sure.)

Tiger stared at Yuna like he wanted to eat her, this stupid bitch. How dare she try to convert my position in Jangmi's agency.

"Let's cross that bridge when we get there," Jangmi responded, unwilling to hear Tiger's complaint.

…

This is stalker behaviour, Jiho's heart told him so but he still cont bear driving to Jangmi's school. How dare that crazy girl forget me? Am I so forgettable? How many people in this world have such a beautiful face?

But just to be safe, he wore a long brown wig and a short maxi dress. He was originally 5'10" so wearing heels made him look like a female supermodel. He stared at his face in the mirror and smiled. "Why do you look so good Jiho?"

"No," he cleared his throat and spoke again, "Jiho, why are you so hot. " he sounded like a girl this time, albeit not a girly girl but his soft mellow voice could still pass for a girl's. A knock on his window made him jump in fear, he rolled down the window glass and saw Jangmi's pale face. This time, the fear in his heart multiply.

"Can I come in?" for some weird reason, he felt that she had seen through his disguise.

Jiho tilted his head and signalled her to enter. She entered the front seat and shut the door.

"Listen, I just…"

Jangmi interrupted him by covering his lips with hers. Jiho's eyes widened in shock, before he could speak, Jangmi kissed him again, plundering his mouth with her cold tongue. He became distracted by the feeling of her in him, how sweet she tasted, how crazy she made him feel, how hard he was right now. Fuck!!

"You were late princess," Jangmi said in a low, husky voice, her eyes dark with lust. "I thought giving you my name will make you find me faster, I could have sworn that we both felt the connection."

It felt like a cold basin of water was poured on Jiho. Princess? He recalled that he was dressed like a girl how, wasn't he also dressed like a girl at that club?

Before he could think too much, Jangmi kissed him yet again, biting his lower lips. "For the past few nights, I've been having dreams about you, darling. Do you wanna know what I dreamt of?" She whispered darkly like she was entrusting him with her deepest, darkest secret.

Jiho didn't want to know, he wanted to tell her that he was not a girl and get out of there but he could feel his body betraying him as his head slowly rose and fell in a nod, the temptation too much to brush aside.

"Yeah? Do you want to know how I press myself up against the wall? How I tease myself with my fingers as plan various ways I could make you my bitch, different positions that could make you cum quickly, how to get your sexy ass spread on my bed whimpering my name, do you want to know all that angel? cause I can go all day telling you about it…"

His temperature rose with the rising intensity of her filthy words. His fingers curled into tight fists at his sides, quivering

breaths slipping in and out of his parted lips. She had her eyes on him like a hawk, watching his body language with the ultimate focus.

"Wanna know how I get off to the thought of wrecking you? How I have to put something in my mouth to keep quiet because it's so hard to control myself? How I pretend that you are somewhere in a worse state than mine? How I fuck you till you can feel my plastic dick's imprint in your ass for days? You want to know?"

Yes, please.

"Fuck," he murmured in a strained voice, self control withering

before her eyes. She obviously knew exactly the right place to touch to get him crazy.

She smiled sweetly, dragging her lips slowly higher and higher up his neck, until they were grazing the bottom of his adam apple, "I could always... show you if you like."

Jiho felt like he would cum all over himself if she continues. He reluctantly pushed her away from him and not on him to prevent her from noticing his hard on. A frustrated smile left her.

"If you are not into it, you can speak you know. I won't force a person into what they are not interested in…"

"No… no, I am interested in you." Jiho interrupted abruptly, I just don't know how interested you will be if you find out that I am … well me.

"My name is Wang Jangmi." she looked at him with an enchanting smile, making him flustered.

"Well, I am Hwang Ji-soo. I am Hwang Jisoo."

Jangmi snickered at his cuteness, "Your voice goes all deep and then high…"

Did she discover it already? Jiho felt guilty and responded immediately, "It is a medical condition, so I don't like talking much."

Your lying skills have improved leaps and bounds, Jangmi thought, feeling a little strange in her heart, should I be impressed? She hid her thoughts, a perfectly shy smile on her face.

"I am seventeen."

"I… I'm nineteen."

"I will be eighteen in a few weeks so you don't have to worry about going to jail," Jiho choked on that. He was not even thinking about that.

"Well Jisoo unnie, you are a…"

"Model," Jiho responded quickly. "I am a model, I mostly work facelessly and travel a lot."

"Oh! I am a student, and I will write my college exam soon. I wish I had a tutor to teach me cause…"

"I can teach you."

Tiger: "…"

Jangmi: "…"

She looked amused as she stared at Jiho. Unable to break character, Jiho but his tongue and spoke. "I am on break now and will have time to teach you. "

Jangmi just smiled at him.

"Noona, did master hit his head against the wall?" Tiger asked, unable to bear how painful it was to watch his master.

A cold glint went through Jangmi's eyes. "Thinking about it, you never really told me how I will wake Jiho up."

Tiger gulped.