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MELANCHOLIA: Chapter 1
Chapter 1
MOWED GRASS

LEVI’S POV

“We’re just on the first stage of our college life, my goodness! Stop playing games, okay? Review your notes! Focus on your study! Tsk,” I scolded Caius after he got a low score from the recent exam we had taken.

“Ne, alget seum nida abeoji,” Yes, I understand, father, he said teasingly.

“You brat!”

“Kidding!” he chuckled, then looked over his test paper. “Oh, darn this exam!” he whined as he brushed his hair in frustration.

“Aigo. Gwaenchanseumnikka?” Aww. Are you okay? We both turned our head to her as she drew near us.

“Oh, Adalee!” Caius exclaimed, “Gwaenchana. Gwaenchana,” I’m okay. I’m okay.

“O jinjja? Daheng ida,” Oh, really? That’s a relief, Adalee said as she smiled to him.

“Aish! Dwaesseo!” Gosh! Enough! I shouted at them, “Stop talking in Korean! Tsk.”

“Wae?” Why? they asked in chorus. I just snorted and looked away.

“I love Korean Dramas,” Adalee said, almost a protest.

“Jeoneun Park Caius imnida,” I am Caius Park, he said, then bowed his head. “I am a half Korean, so why would you stop us from communicating in Korean? You even talk to us in Korean!” Caius carped as he raised his eyebrow.

“Whatever!”

“I can’t believe you, tsk! I’ll get going then,” Caius said as he waved goodbye to us.

“Bye!” Adalee said as she waved back.

These two sometimes could really make me so annoyed! Tsk. I shouldn’t let them be that close in the first place!

“Hey, annoying woman!” I stormed off and made a face.

She turned her head to me and I saw her frowned. “Again?” she complained, “How did I annoy you?”

“I just find you annoying today. Why?”

She just pouted and said, “You’re being cranky again.”

“Whatever! Just come here,” I said.

“Come to where?”

“Here...” I replied, “beside me.”

She barely smiled, a teasing one. “What’s with you?”

“I said come here!”

She startled when I suddenly raised my voice. “C-coming! Oh goodness! You’re scaring me!” she said and acted as if she was scared. She instantly moved beside me when I gave her a death look, and it made me smile secretly.

We later found ourselves near the department’s garden; blade-like leaves, rough barks of the tree, vegetable patch, tree foliage, and caterpillar-eaten leaves—the grass in the  garden was mowed so short that the ground showed through. The moss was scuffed, rolling it away from the soil like a carpet.

“Grass cut like that takes a longer time to grow back,” I said as we made our way to the bench in the garden area.

“Gosh! Are you even a gardener now?” she chuckled.

“It satisfies the gardeners, though. More time for other work.”

“Do you even know their other job?” she asked.

“Um... let me see,” I said. I...