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Part 1: Day Market
Mio's POV
"Step on it, Mugi, everything about this place totally creeps me out," I declared as I gripped my shirt closer to my body and I cringed inwardly once a guy I did not know sneezed a foot away from us.
"It's a day market, Mio, it's not a black market. You're overreacting," she said while I drew out my antibacterial lotion and then I applied it all over my fragile exposed skin. Mugi simply ignored me.
"You'll never know, okay? One day, the word – I died of infections I caught from strangers by lingering in a day market – might be notched on your monument," I added as I clasped my hands restlessly.
"My sixth shooting will take place in a day market – you know I can't do this alone," Mugi reasoned blatantly while she scrabbled something on her iPad. "You're lucky I'm free today," I replied.
"I thought you have a dinner date with Kai," I rolled my eyes in annoyance as soon as she remarked on my very dim-witted boyfriend – a cocky rich fuckboy, one might say. "We broke up," I stated.
"It's been two times already this week," she pointed out while I spontaneously pursed my lips all together – I'm really not in the mood for her lecture by now. "He puts Betty above me," I defended.
"It's a bloody car, Mio, grow up," she gave emphasis on my blinding steely home wrecker as she chuckled, but I simply did not find it funny at all. "Kai spends too much time on it," I hissed.
"You're being dramatic, my Princess," she taunted whereas she led me into one of those shabby looking shops – yuck, I can't imagine the shame my L. Vuitton go through once they step in it.
"Slow down, Mu–" I gasped for air the moment I felt a hand crept up my skirt and I turned around simultaneously as my molester hooted annoyingly. It was an old man in his seventies or eighties.
"You asked for it," he exclaimed as he eyed up my knee-length skirt – yes, it barely reached my knee. But it did not mean that he could harass me. "Mugi, don't stop me," I hushed in cold blood.
"Oh yes, girl, come to me and let this hungry daddy get some of that ass." I clenched my fists in sheer anger until my knuckles turned white tensely. I'm totally at my limit! Mugi sighed heavily.
To Be Continued
Author's Notes: Thanks for reading.
