Where You Are

At the hospital they didn't find anything wrong with me apart from the concussion, so they let me go. Min-Joon placed his jacket over my shoulders and helped me walk outside. Like last time, people were looking at us. I have to say, I felt more self-conscious than last time. At least last time, I was clean and wearing proper clothes. Today I had on a dirty red dress, a black eye and bruises all over my body.

Outside, there was a car waiting for us. Once we got in Min-Joon asked me "Feel like eating?"

I thought about it and I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday "I could eat" I answer. He smiles at me and dials a number on this phone. It's a restaurant where they do take-out. He orders a lot of food I never heard of, gives his address and then hangs up.

"I ordered from a local restaurant. I know how you like to taste different types of Korean food" he said. I smile at him.

Once at home, the food was already in the kitchen. A worker must have placed it there for them.

Min-Joon takes out plates and starts to put food on both plates. Mine ended up having more than his "Why does mine have so much?" I ask him.

"You haven't eaten since yesterday" he said "If you leave anything on your plate I'll take your phone away" he told me.

I scoff "Am I a kid?" I ask him.

Before we sit down to eat, Min-Joon goes to the fridge, opens the freezer and takes out an ice pack "You need this if you want that pesky thing to go away" he said as he placed it on my eye. I took it and thanked him.

We sit down on the table to eat. Min-Joon starts eating but I didn't. There was a problem. There were no forks or spoons. Just chopsticks. I've tried eating with chopsticks before, it usually ends up with food falling on the floor or a chopstick somehow flying out of my hand.

I look to Min-Joon and try to place the chopsticks in my hand, just like he had them. It seems he noticed because he took the chopsticks in my hand and placed them correctly.

"There. Now watch" he then proceeded to show me how to pick the food and even how to cut it with the chopsticks.

"It must be difficult to eat with chopsticks" he says with a smile. I feel a bit embarrassed by that, lowering my gaze, but I still smile. He watches as I try to get food and how it slips out of my chopsticks.

I can see him from the corner of my eyes trying not to laugh. I was about to talk to him about my experience using chopsticks, but I caught myself just in time. I'm not supposed to remember anything. I took a big risk telling him I remember Noah, luckily that didn't blow up in my face. I have to be careful

"I'm going to have you stay here and rest for a few days. I don't want you forcing yourself" Min-Joon told me. I nod. To be honest I didn't want to go to work either. With my poor make-up skills, I doubt I'll be able to cover up my black eye, and my body still hurts all over.

I decide to take a shower. I've been dressed like this all day and I'm starting to smell too. As I try to take off my dress I feel a huge pain in my arms and my back.

"Ahhh!" I yell and lean on the wall. I hear loud and fast footsteps approaching my bedroom. Then, there is loud knocking.

"Hannah, are you okay?" Min-Joon asked "I'm coming in" he didn't even give me the time to answer before walking into my room. He walks to the bathroom and we lock eyes. Min-Joon look surprised. He passed his hand over the back of his head and tried to look away, but his eyes would move towards me.

"Um…sorry. I heard you scream and got worried" he said.

"I'm fine. I felt a huge pain in my arms when I tried to take off my dress" I said. Min-Joon is looking at me with an embarrassed expression. He wanted to say something but wasn't sure if he should.

"I can help you if you'd like" he told me. I grin at him. He looked so awkward and embarrassed by asking that, which gave me second hand embarrassment.

"That would be helpful" I tell him as I turn around.

He gets closer to me. When his cold hands touch my back, I flinch. That worried him.

"Oh. Sorry" he said and quickly moved his hands away. I look at him.

"Uh…" he said. The zipper is so long that I'm sure it reaches my p.a.n.t.i.e.s. Then I realize that maybe he said 'uh' because he noticed I don't have a bra on.

I quickly turn to look at him "Some dresses already have padding so a bra isn't necessary" I tell him. He tries not to make eye contact and starts moving his gaze at anything other than me.

"I meant to say I was done" he said. This time, it was my turn to feel awkward and embarrassed.

"Um…thank you, then…" I bow and he bows quickly afterwards. He walks away and closes the door behind him. Once he leaves I sigh.

…

The next morning, I open my eyes to see a figure sitting on my side of the bed, reaching its hand towards me.

I quickly scream and hit the figure with my foot before moving to the other side of the bed. I'm startled when I see more clearly that it wasn't an evil figure but Min-Joon. He was on the floor saying "Ugh! Ow. Ow. Ow."

"Min-Joon!" I say loudly and rush to his side. I help him up and he sits down on the bed "You shouldn't have startle me like that" I tell him.

"Are you scolding me right now? I was trying to wake you up and tell you I brought to breakfast" he said pointing to the tray of food on my nightstand.

"Now you're completely ignoring the fact that I'm hurt" he said. I looked at him and roll my eyes.

"You're a big boy, you'll get over it" I say. He furrowed his eyebrows and got up from the bed.

"Well, I have to get to work so I'll be leaving now" he said "Make sure to eat and keep putting some ice on that eye of yours" I nod "I'll be back around 8"

I chuckle. He didn't seem to understand what was so funny "You're acting like a dad leaving his kid home alone for the first time"

Min-Joon's cheeks flush red "I'm just worried about you" he said as he scratched the back of his head. I nod and urge him to leave.

"I'll be fine. Have fun at work" I told him. He nods at leaves me. As I eat my breakfast I get a text message. It was from Dae-Hyun.

"I heard what happened. Are you alright?"

"What do you mean?" I text back. Rather than send a direct answer he shows me a screenshot. It's a comparison photo, showing me, leaving the hospital with Min-Joon yesterday and the picture next to it is an article with the title "Ae-Ra, mastermind behind the beating of an innocent bystander at the party hosted by the Lee family"

I widen my eyes in shock. With how nosy the media is, they easily find out who I am, and then they'll find out I don't exist. I will most likely be sent to jail. I'm an innocent person, why should I got to jail for something that the Universe did to me?

I text him "Yeah"

He quickly texts back "Send me your address, I'll come over" Him coming over is a bad idea. No one knows I live here other than Yu-Na and I'm sure Se-Jin, Min-Joon's cousin, has his suspicions but he doesn't have any concrete evidence yet.

I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. I'm actually in bed, about to sleep. Have a good day at work. Bye" I text back. I place my phone on my nightstand and see I get another text message. This time its from Min-Joon.

"You're eating, right?"

I chuckle. He just left the house. Of course, I would still be eating.

"Yes, boss" I text back.

"Don't call me boss"

"Then what should I call you Mr. Lee?"

"Don't call me that either"

"Joon is fine" he texts back. My heart stops for a second. Isn't that too friendly and personal? Not even Yu-Na calls him Joon. I widen my mouth in realization. He's teasing me.

"You even find a way to tease me when I'm bedridden" I text and put a laughing face emoji. I see him text but its taking a long time. Is he writing a testament?

"Get some rest" he texts back. I look at the text confused. He was definitely writing something else.