Chapter 5

"What did I just see?" Haru asked me after a while. He drove his car, and we went near the Han River.

"What?" I asked him, confused.

"Why is Yejun running after you?" He said and gave me a paper bag. I checked it out and saw a new polo shirt.

"Eh? Because I accidentally carried his vest?" I said and checked out the clothes that he gave to me.

"You stupid." He scolded me and shook his head.

"I like this! Why did you buy me clothes?" I asked him excitedly.

"Tss. I can't just let you go home with this blood. You idiot!" I frown after looking at him. I gritted my teeth after hearing him calling me stupid many times.

"What is your problem?!" I shouted at him. I wanted to cry because I feel like I'm doing something terrible, and my efforts are all wasted. I glared at him.

"Woahhh. Hush there, sweetheart. Calm down. I'm sorry, okay?. I didn't know that you're sensitive today." He said while both his hands were in the air, acting like he was surrendering.

"You... What's wrong with you? Did you know that I almost died again today?!" I said to him

"What do you mean?" Haru asked.

"You said that the heat in my chest will come two days from now, but I almost died today! You liar." I accused him and glared at him.

"What? What did you do then?" He asked me again. I pouted and told him everything that happens today.

He silently stares at me. I don't know what he was thinking, but he remained silent. He also frowned at me. I stare at him with indifference.

"That's weird. " Haru finally mumbled. There's an awkward emotion on his face.

"But well, you achieved things today. Congratulations." He smiled at me, and I feel like I did something good today. I also smiled at him.

He got out of the car, and I undressed my uniform. I hurriedly changed my clothes. I called for him after. I see the time, and it's already midnight. A white number appears in front of me.

99 days

23:54:49

I jump in shock and see the white numbers like a timer countdown in the air. I tried to touch it, but my hand only goes through it. Haru went inside the car and also saw the number in the air.

"Wow. Now, I will know my remaining days, huh." I told him and laughed. I found this so cool, even though eventually, I know that these numbers will make me feel sad.

"You better don't overdo it... You still feel pain and get sick like a normal person." He reminded me.

"I know. It's weird. I thought I would not feel anything except for the attacks." I told him and pouted 

"You will miss those feelings when you work with me." He grins and starts the car. I remain quiet and just let the air breeze touch my face. Haru drove me home. I bid goodbye to him and opened the gate of our house.

I entered our home and funnily enough, just like in the past. Aside from the servants, the house is more spacious because my parents are busy with work. They are mainly around the globe, while my older sister is working as a famous brand model living in the US. She also has a boutique there, and she's planning to expand her business. I heard it before I died, but I'm not sure now. 

My older sister is already married, but they have no child yet. We are not remarkably close, maybe because of my bad attitude in the past, so one of these days, I will ask her to see me if she has time. I miss my sister too.

The light in the living room is blinding. The purpose is because I cannot see in the dark. The servants are smart enough to be considerate of their evil master. I momentarily think that I have changed as a good person, but I know that I was not.

Today. I mean, yesterday's events were tiring. I experienced the attacks two times in a row, and I feel like the more guilty I am to people I do wrong, the more often I get that burning heat in my chest. I finally realized it when I watched Yejun today. He is pleasant to me. I feel guilty every time he does, also, with Penelope. I sincerely want her to be happy. If only I could help his father with his business. Hmmm.

A light bulb suddenly popped out in my mind. That's it! I need to help Penelope so that her father won't borrow money from loan sharks that would drive me to suicide. I need to work all-nighter to search for better ideas and to understand business. I can also call my sister for help! Hmm! That's it! I excitedly searched for Penelope's family business. I went to her social media first.

There's a lot of business, and somehow it isn't complicated, but I think it will suit a particular company.

I must call my sister now, but I don't know what to tell her. Maybe I will open up and think of doing business. I nodded my head and got my phone. I sit on the stool in the kitchen and get my phone to chat with my sister. 

To Bella eonnie,

It's me, Jia! I am sorry for the sudden msg. I want to discuss doing business with you! It's part of our subject in school, and I am interested in crafting these days.

I'm looking forward to your answers. 

Love Jia.

Sent.

**

It's been a while, and I'm a fan of ramyeon. In the past, I refused to eat this because I'm maintaining my figure and was obsessed with my health, but it changes now. I could eat anything I like without holding back. It's like fulfilling my bucket list before I die. I humm my favorite international song and enjoy cooking. 

Not everyone knows it, but I love cooking. Yumi also told me that my food is delicious and if I didn't sin, maybe I will study cooking and create my restaurant, but this kind of dream has already expired. I have no opportunity anymore, and I'm not regretting it because that's the life I chose. Even in the past, my mind was a mess after doing terrible things to people.

The water boiled, and I cooked the ramyeon. I happily eat it while surfing the internet. I even watch videos on youtube to find out about the crafting business. It's a lot more labor than I thought. Also, the person should be skilled. I can hire Penelope, though, since she has many part-time jobs. I can lessen her burden by hiring her and offering her excellent compensation. First, I need to post my previous works. 

After eating and washing the dishes, I went upstairs to go to my room. I have a studio here where sometimes I do art or crafting. I always like this kind of stuff. I open my bag and get the things I buy in the antique shop. I plan to make a box, but the time is limited so I will simplify it.

Thank god I have materials, and I'm in the part of my life that I am still active doing these kinds of stuff. I opened a box and found a graphical floral wrapping paper and a navy blue ribbon. These will be the last memories I will give to Yumi, and I'm happily putting in an effort for it to look pretty.

I covered the plain small box of the graphical floral gift wrapper. I also put the wooden cat keychain and engraved our names together. The piano music box is pretty, and I only carved my initials in the most hidden spot so that Yumi won't find it. It would be my rebellion since this has initially been mine in the past.

I checked the time, and it's already 4:00 in the morning. I only have two hours to sleep. I place it in my bag and go to bed. I am so tired that the moment I reach the bed, I fall asleep.

End of chapter 5.