Talking Eyes by Mia Lafreve Pedretti (sci fi books to read .TXT) 📕

the Horror and Logical sesion : Black Lagoon and Attack of Titans. The comedy sesion : Gintama, GTO and One Piece. Action session : Naruto and Full Metal Alchemist. I had in Total 12 mangas, curled in my arms when I finished. Not bad. I walked towards the counter and laid my mangas on the desk. I pulled out of my bag the wallet and I was ready to pay.

"Can you take off the helmet miss?" A deep voice asked me.

I looked up and saw, not the owner's face, but a guy I've never seen before. He had short black hair, just like me (Just the color). His hair had a little shade of brown in them though. He had dark brown eyes, a perfect jawline and his nose too was perfect. His skin was more pale than normal, but it didn't matter, because it really suited him. He sure was handsome..Very very very handsome. And not because of his handsomeness, but mostly because, he had that dark-gloomy-mysterious-sexy gaze that bad boys had. I gulped and blinked a couple of times before getting back to my right state of mind. He sure was...HOT, but something was missing..I didn't know what though.

Anyway... I got back to myself when I noticed that he looked pissed off. "Oh Sorry, I thought you were Uncle-Jung Shin Hae.." I apologized. I grabbed the helmet and slowly slid it off my head. "Nice to me you, I'm...Yumi." I whispered the latest words, so no one could hear me but him. I also covered a little my face with the right hand.

He blinked looking at me. "Nice.. to me you too." He said with that deep voice of his. Wow. "I'm..Jung Dae Hoon. The son's owner." He introduced himself.

 

JUNG DAE HOON

At first, I was really pissed off. I mean she entered in the store without greeting anyone and without taking that helmet off her head. Who you think you are. I thought. But when she took off the helmet and I saw her face..Woh..She got me instantly. I mean, how someone can possibly resist to that face of her. Her slim figure and certainly soft skin. Oh God, how I'd love to touch that skin of her. She had gummy lips, a beautiful nose, and most importantly her stunning dark green eyes. Green eyes? An asian girl with green eyes? How strange, but beautiful though. My bad boy attitude couldn't certainly resist to them. The arrogant mask I had on fell down instantly when she met my eyes for a few seconds. After that, even if I couldn't think clearly, I try anyway to get back to myself. And I acted as if I wasn't dazed by her stunning beauty.

"Ah, you're the son of Uncle-Jung Shin Hae.." Her voice was sublime too. Like she was talking and singing at the same.

"Yes." I nodded.

"Sorry for the helmet." She said with an apologetic face. She looked irresistible even doing that expression. "And sorry for haven't greeted too, it's just that I'm in a hurry and I didn't want to...catch the attention of people." She covered her face again, like earlier.

"Why..?" I asked curious. She looked like she was debating whether answer or not. "If it's too private.."

"No, It's just that paps had already followed me and I don't want to be surrounded by..the fans." She revealed.

"Paps? Fans?" I asked a little lost. "What are you talking about?"

"Your dad..didn't tell you anything?" She asked back. "About.. me?"

"Should I know you?" I smirked.

"W-well.." She lightly blushed. Ah, Interesting. "I know it might sound snob, but I'm kinda famous...around here..An-And your dad know me." She tried to explain, avoiding constantly my eyes.

"Famous?" I wasn't joking, I was really lost.

"Yes." She got closer to me and whispered "I'm a singer of YG Entertainment."

My eyes popped out. Y-Y-YG. The most famous agency of artist, of all. Most famous than JYP and SM put together. The Agency where G-dragon came from. That guy surely bragged a lot, but if I had his talent in music, I'd brag too. "YG?" I played dumb, but she didn't buy it this time.

"I know that you're playing dumb now.." She smirked. And her smirk was more beautiful and sexy than mine. She handed me the cash.

"You got me.." I admitted smiling. She smiled too. I grabbed the cash and handed her the receipt. I didn't have the time to chat more freely with her, that someone shouted her name behind us.

"YUMIII!!" It has been teenager girl, about 15/16 years old. Her voice has been so loud that I had to cover my ears.

"Cavolo.." Yumi mumbled. I didn't know what that mean, but her expression wasn't the happiest kind.

"What's that mean?" I asked.

She looked at me. "It mean that my cover has blown. And that I'm screwed." She answered.

I couldn't help myself and I laughed. "Your cover has blown? What are you, an hidden spy?"

"Stop laughing, this is serious." She said, but a smile appeared on her face anyway. "If I don't get out of here now, I'm screwed."

"Don’t exaggerate.."

"I'm not." She said serious. Any trace of happiness disappeared from her face. She stared at something behind her and I unconditionally looked too. I saw what she was looking at, and understood that she wasn't kidding. At all. In fact, out of my father's store, there was an uncoutable amount of people that was pushing to enter in the store and have an autograph of their favourite Singer. Yumi, the girl in front of me, whom looked really worried. A lot of other people outside were trying to enter in the store, while screaming her name here and there. What a chaos.

"YUMII!!"   "AAHH SHE REALLY IS YUMI!!" "YUMI EONI!"  "WAAA!"

“WAA!"  "YUMI CAN I HAVE AN AUTOGRAPH PLEASE?"    "YUMI HERE!” 

"EONI!" "WAA!"  "CAN I TAKE A PICTURE WITH YOU EONI?"  "EONI!"

Everybody were ready with their phones, pens and blocknotes. There were students from the middle school and from High school too. There were also common people, and obviously guys too. All eager to see and shoot some pictures with their favourite singer. When I heard Yumi repeat Cavolo again. I didn't lose time and knew exactly what to do. I Jumped over the cash's desk and went standing in front of her. "GUYS! CALM DOWN!" I tried to calm the crowd.

"What?" A bunch of teenager girls spat back.

"Calm ourselves down? You calm down ajussshi!" Some other spat at me.

"Who do you think you are ajusshi?" I heard from somewhere in the back of the crowd.

"Get out of our way!" Some Middle school students spat at me.

"We're not here for you!" Another group exclaimed.

"Yeah! We're here for Yumi-eoni!" The teenagers added.

"BORAGO? Ajusshi?" I exclaimed disbelief. Rage filled up my whole body. "I'M 24 years old. 24 years old, you Kiddo!" I spat at all of them.

"24, Oh Please! Who do you want to trick? A Middle school student said back.

"If you're 24 years old, I'm 50!" Another student from the same school said and she laughed at me.

"YA!" I shouted louder. "Shouldn't you be at school anyway? Eh?"

"Today we have the day off! In your face ajusshi!" She even showed me her tongue. Rage..Full rage. Those little girls continued to make fun of me. What annoyed me the most, wasn't Their  annoying voices, but the volume of their voices. So loud. I heard Yumi giggle behind me though. "Hey, stop laughing. This is not funny." I said glancing back at her.

"I know, but.." And she laughed again.

"They're calling me Ajusshi. Ajusshi. Unbelievable!" She laughed again, contaged me too this time.

"Eoni! We just want an autograph!" The little girls shouted louder to catch her attention.

"Just one autograph!" Another teenager said with a sad voice."Jebal!"

I spoke before they could continue with their whimpers. "YA! How she's supposed to sign autographs, if you're all pushing like mad people? EH?"

They stayed silent, knowing that I was right. Yumi sighed behind me and stepped in. She was about to speak, but before she could open her mouth, her cellphone rang. She tried to hid the screen from me, but I saw the name of who was calling her. Mio-Oppa<3 That's what appeared on her cellphone's display. Damn it! She already has a boyfriend! Was what I instantly thought. But it could be her brother..I thought after. I didn't know what Mio meant after all. She didn't answer to the call as I expected, but hung up instead. I frowned. Then she opened her address book and called another phone number. A certain guy named Choi Seunghyun...Where did I already hear this name?

"Oh Agnon Choi Seunghyun Oppa." She greeted him first. The group of middle school student in front of me screamed even louder than before when they heard the name. This can't keep happening...

"WAA! TOP!"   "HE'S REALLY TOP-OPPA?!"

"OMONA I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE HAS HIS PHONE-NUMBER! WAA!"

"AGNON HASEYO OPPA!"  "WAA TOP! SARANGHE OPPA!"

"OPPA! WAAH!"

"YA! Would you lower your your annoying voices down?!" I spat louder. "She's on the phone for crying out loud!" Some of them argued with me, while others understood and stayed silent. Yumi in the meantime, profited and talked to the phone. Only I could hear her.

"I'm at the comixbook store. Ne. I needed to buy the new mangas came out. Ne..Ah, it's near the clothes shop. Yeah, the red one, with the big sign." She said. "Ne. And unfortunately they double sized." She said probably referring to the crowd. I couldn't hear what the guy said back, because of the noise in the store. "Tell him that I'm sorry, but I thought it would have been too risky to answer to his call right now. The store is full of fans and there are also those damn paps out of it." I looked out of the store, and yes..There were some guys with giant lenses pointed at me and her. I didn't like them right away. "Okay." Yumi kept talking. "Then, I'll try to calm them down a little, while I wait for you guys to come pick me up. Ne. Ne. Agnon!" She ended up the call and put the cellphone back into her pant's pocket.

"So.. what's the plan?" I asked her.

"The plan is.. to keep the fans occupied by signing autographs and wait for Choi Seunghyun Oppa to come get me out of here." She said.

"That's sounds good!"

She nodded agree with me. "I just hope they come quickly." She said looking at the crowd in front of us. I hope so too..

I ordered to the crowd to form a line and don't make too much noise. I sighed. The more I looked at them the more they were too much. Way too much. I prepared a table and a chair where she could seat and sign all those autographs. The line seemed to never end.. While she was signing the autographs and shooting pictures here and there, I did my job. Meant stay at the cash register and control the normal clients. The problem was that my beloved clients had left the store as soon as that student recognized Yumi. So now, I had nothing to do. I sighed again. Can't they at least buy something? I thought while looking at the teenagers in line.

I looked over at Yumi and she looked happy on the outside. Her smile was bright and lovely, but I noticed that she kept massaging her wrist and glancing at the door every now and then. She's tired and they don't even notice it. I headed towards her, with a glass of water. "Hey." I greeted her handing her the water.

"Hey." You could hear the tiredness in her voice.

"Do you need a break?"

"Yes, Please." She replied at low voice.

"Ok, Break it is." I turned my chest to the crowd still in line and informed them that their idol needed a break. They complained at first, but when I seriously glared at them, they drawed back scared and accepted my decision. Yumi greeted them, stood up and followed me in the back of the store. In