Am I Your Friend?

Aaand we're back to the present.

Kim Joon-Woo(23). Known worldwide, a successful businessman who owns his own clothing company, a famous actor, celebrity, magazine model, You name it.

Ever since we met, I always wanted to prove to him that I could get ahead of him. I'm just a mere omega, and it's irritating for an omega like me to see a mighty slash arrogant alpha like him.

But those days are over.

We haven't seen each other since high school, and I've been trying to avoid him.

Because I haven't achieved anything.

He got the top marks, I got the lowest. He won sports competitions, and I can't even run more than ten minutes without feeling like dying.

After learning that he became even more successful and did his debut as a young actor, I started to avoid him.

My biggest fear now came true.

He's going to mock the hell outta me.

"I didn't know old man Chang left today," Joonwoo started. His mischievous smirk is plastered on his face. "I usually come down to visit Mello on weekends. But I didn't expect to see you, Yoon,"

"Mew," Mello who's being carried by Joonwoo, rubbed her head onto Joonwoo's chest. Joonwoo chuckled at Mello's adorable actions.

No, this is too weird.

Why is he making small talk like this?

He usually would mock me whenever I flopped at something. Didn't he see my condition? An old shirt, ripped jeans, barefoot. I looked miserable, but he didn't point it out.

It's too weird.

"Joonwoo," I called.

Joonwoo looked at me, then smile innocently. "Ah, you remembered my name. You haven't said anything since I walked in, I thought you forgot who I was,"

This jerk— I'm not that forgetful!

"Of course not," I scoffed as I crossed my arms over my chest. "I wouldn't forget my biggest rival,"

Joonwoo blinked. Then he smirked. "You still considered me as your rival?"

"Duh?" I rolled my eyes.

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why do you consider me as your rival?"

I raised one of my eyebrows. "Uh, because I wanted to prove it to you that as an omega, I can do better than you?"

"... Pfft— "

"!?"

Joonwoo mocking laughter is still the same. Ugh, I want to hit his beautiful face so bad. He put Mello down to the marble floor, then looked at me with his usual snobbish smirk. He leaned back to the sofa.

"Then tell me what you've achieved so far,"

"!"

Shit. I knew he's going to ask me that. I frowned, then pointed at him.

"I-I don't have one yet, but I bet there's something I can do that's better than you,"

"And that is?"

"Uh, um,"

My stutter caused Joonwoo to chuckled. He didn't say anything after he finished chuckling. His pompous smirk turned into a smile, an indecipherable smile. His eyes turned distant, looking elsewhere.

Huh? what's with this awkward atmosphere?

"... You know, I'm so happy that I could meet you. Yoon,"

"What?" I blinked, surprised by his sudden confession.

Joonwoo looked at me. "I don't know that you still see me only as your rival,"

"..."

But, I always have been? what is he thinking about?

His expression is so hard to read. I never see him like this before.

"I always thought you were my friend,"

"!"

A friend? me? to him?

Joonwoo's smile disappeared. He clasped his fingers together, not breaking his gaze from me. "You disappeared after graduation. We're in the same schools for years. Elementary, middle school, and high school. But we never get the chance to hang out, or exchange our numbers,"

"W-Wait, woah! hold on!"

I stopped his rambling frantically.

Joonwoo looked at me confusingly. "What's wrong?"

"Wha... What do you mean what's wrong?! you're being weird!"

"How am I being weird?"

We're... rivals?

I almost blurted that out. But nothing comes out of my mouth. I thought we're enemies. He didn't see me that way? Joonwoo's face looked serious.

"... It just, it felt weird," I muttered, trying to calm down. "I always consider you as my rival. I don't like you because you're a pompous alpha,"

"You're right about that one," Joonwoo shrugged.

I glared at him. "See?"

Joonwoo flashed me a smirk, showing off his row of white teeth and sharp-looking canines. "I can't help it. Your reaction is worth it,"

"?"

What does that mean?

Before I could ask any more questions, Joonwo stood up from his seat and stretched his arms. "Anyway, are you hungry? Let's eat together,"

"Eat?"

I was dumbfounded by his casual offer. Joonwoo walked over to the kitchen, ignoring my blank state. Mello looked at me, then tilted her head a little.

"Mew?"