“Killing me is not going to solve anything!”
hyejung shook her head. fingers pressed against the side of it while sighing out in frustration. “okay, but how am i gonna solve you bein’ a pervert?” silence. “i can’t. ‘cos perverts will remain perverts but it’s fuckin’ wrong. an’ yeah, i do lots of wrong shit but that’s upon myself. not only are y’fuckin’ hurtin’ the girls you’re doin’ this shit to, but people around you. i think y’know what they think of you. wouldn’t it be nice if people didn’t judge you before that, though?”
coming from a girl who had the same incidents as jaeho, she was giving him advice so that he could improve on his actions... something hyejung couldn’t do. not yet, at least. “when y’met me. no, wait. that doesn’t apply ‘cos y’were too busy blastin’ music louder than the metal concerts they have here..” she mumbles under her breath, a very small flashback is at the back of her mind but she wipes the thought away. “what are y’doin’? stealin’ panties an’ shit from people we know! god-- ugh.. why am i havin’ this conversation with you..” it was useless. plus, hyejung wasn’t really one to help out when there were people who didn’t help her out.
“did y’really think i was gonna kill you... idiot. m’not capable of doin’ so. i can knock you out, that’s all i can do. i’ve learned self-defense not murder mechanisms. m’not that crazy.” she has to admit-- she’s had a troubled past but it wasn’t as bad as others. in comparison to older people, it was more on the mild side. to her peers on the other hand, it was tragic. enough about hyejung. this was about jaeho’s “problems.”
“figure it out yourself. helpin’ people out when they jus’ do the opposite of their advice is aggravatin’. jus’ fuck off.”