The Vampire's Curative

The Vampire's Curative

Stapha writes

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He's arrogant. Kim Tae Hyun, aged forty five. A fashion designer best known in Korea. He is known for his fame and riches. He order with just the snap of his fingers but it changed when he met Eun Ae, a crazy girl, a lowlife breed. Just their first encounter, the dogs could cry... In the verge for a job, she founds his secret. "You... You... are...a v-a-m-p-i-r-e" She said stammering spelling the word out.. HE'S A VAMPIRE.. HE SUCKS, KILLS AND DOES NOT GIVE A DAMN... Now that a human knows, what would become of her?? Will she go scot-free? Find out..

Chapter 1 Mr Arrogant meets Miss Crazy.

Chapter 1

Title: Mr Jerk meets a Lady Clumsy

Setting: Korea.

Wham! Her CV dropped to the floor. She bends low to pick it not minding who hit her until she heard a voice.

"Hey! Clumsy lady, look where you're going before you bump your head on a trailer!" He said rudely.

"What? Clumsy lady? How dare you rude and uncultured brat?" She fired back

"How dare I? At least am some uncultured brat, what are you?!" He asked but got no response. Eun Ae just stood looking.

"Of course, you're a lowlife breed and a jobless fellow. You got no work to do ehn?" He said and smiled devilishly".

"And what gives you the assurance that am a lowlife breed?" She asked with her hands akimbo.

"That's surely written over you!" He said.

"Guess you don't know, am a hundred percent sure that you were born at the dung hill instead of a maternity centre" He addesaid and laughed. Jin sim looked both side and she saw tens of people watching. She was able to see into their peering eyes. They looked forward to a loser.

She heard comments like;

"I think she's gonna lose"

"Wow, Clumsy lady? Funny!" Another said.

"Wow, a dunghill? That's trash" A Lady said.

"I can imagine how her mother laboured!" A man said laughing. Hearing this, she became angry and clenched her fist. She's gonna ruin someone today.

"Thank goodness I was born at a dunghill,but a jerk that you are was born in a dungeon"

"What?" He asked with an innocent face.

"Are you talking to me?" He asked the expression on his face changed.

"Ask that to the birds of the air" She said and walked away briskly..

"In case I forgot, bye for now U.B.. See you some other time". She shouted as she continued walking nonstop. Kim Byeol only stood there watching her retreating figure"..

" She got some nerves" He said and smirked.

**Special delicacy restaurant**

"He's such a guy with no humour" Jin" Eun muttered. "He's ruined my day. What a jerk?" She added. She kept on murmuring to her self that she was unaware a waiter was talking to her.

"Miss, may I have your order pls?" He asked. Now she drifted back to the present happening.

"Huh!Yes, the menu" She replied.

"Sure ma'am" He replied handing it to her.

"Alright! Let's go for rice with pork meat. I just wanna eat an African food" She said waving her hands at him.

"Alright ma'am. Right away!" He replied leaving to get her order.

** Kim's Mansion**

U.B? What does that mean? He asked himself puzzled.

"Crazy Jerk?" He thought and laughed. "Anyways, that made my day" He said with a smile on his face. Just then, his best friend, Han Jyuk came in.. He saw Kim smiling. What happened over night? He wondered. He decided to leave him for some minutes when he heard him say.

"Well, she's pretty"

"Who?" He asked bringing Kim back to reality. "Who were you talking about?" He asked.

"You, dude" He said and gave a long hiss, walked away and leaving Han puzzled.

He got to his study and sat on a comfy chair.

What does that mean? He said to himself and laughed.

"Anyway, it made my hectic day interesting'' He said and laughed again.until his subconscious mind said "Interesting!"

"What?'' He said as he came back to my senses...

Just glad I fought back". He thought but his mind chanted.

"That's a lie, a lie, she won. She even called you a jerk born in a dungeon"

"That's true" He said not realizing he said that aloud.

"What's true?" Han asked.

"Nothing, Jerk" He replied wanting to hit him but Han dodged it..

He withdrew his hands and sat back. "Why did you come visiting?"

"Can't I?" Han asked pouting..

"You can't except I permit you"..

" Well, am staying here for some months" He said..

"Get lost" Kim said pushing him away. "Can't you be nice for once?" Han asked again pouting.

"Stop that it's making me angry!" He said but Han didn't stop there until he stalked his tongue out making him more annoyed.. Kim got a book and hit it on Han's head. Han also did the same causing them to run after each other playfully.....

*Special delicacy restaurant*

She had taken her order so she went to the counter to pay. She only had two wonnotes with her when the waiter said.

"I'm afraid to tell you miss, that you're to pay a hundred wonnote" He said.

"What???" She exclaimed banging her hand on the counter in front of her.

"For the salty food. I'm sorry I can't pay that" She yelled.

"You could have asked for another order. Look, you finished your food already. The dish is so clean as if it has been washed". He said pointing to the dish she had used.

Her cheeks became red and burning. She felt like ruining the whole of the restaurant.

" I'm sorry waiter, I never knew. I only have a won left dollar with me now. Can that do?" She asked with pleading eyes.

"Ok miss, but I'll have to inform the owner of the restaurant" He replied and made a call through the owner and the owner requested to see the debtor in two weeks time.

Eun Ae was a bit relieved she wasn't disgraced, thanks to Josh the waiter, but that didn't make one fail to notice her gloomy face. She got home and met her sister Bora who bombarded her with questions. Eun Ae narrated the day's event.

"Really?" Bora asked with great amazement and unbelief..

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Eun Ae asked her sister..

"No,no. Just that I find it hard to belief. Jerk! Clumsy?" She said laughing so loud that if walls could collapse, they would..

"What does UB means ? Bora thought to her self but didn't bother to ask her worried sister.

"Don't worry. All would be blissful" She said and a smile formed or curved on Eun Ae's face.

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