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To Kiss An Idol

Chapter 130 - 130 The Frustration
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130 The Frustration

Chirp! Chirp!

The alarm tone chirped loudly. Nivritti sat up with a jolt and urgently searched for her phone. She forgot that she slept with her phone in hand. So, the first place she looked was her side table. But her phone was not there. She then looked on her pillow, the phone was still elusive.

Chirp! Chirp!

The alarm tone kept chirping.

“Ahh… where are you?” she groaned with frustration. She inserted her hands below her pillow, and there it was, her phone, tucked between her two pillows. Immediately she shut the alarm off. The first thing she noticed on her phone was the notifications. She dragged the notification bar and looked around.

All were marketing notifications from various apps. She was disappointed as there was no reply to any of her messages. Neither Young-Chul, Jung-Hwa nor Kyung-Soo, replied to her back. She exhaled loudly and slouched her shoulder with disappointment.

“What is wrong? Why haven’t they replied yet? Are they still sleeping?” she sulked. Abruptly she sat up with her back straight. “Am I being too nosy? Should I give them space? Maybe they don’t want to discuss the matter with me. Oh shit! I am being too nosy. Why did I message three people? I should have waited for MY’s reply.” She again slouched her shoulder.

Gloomy and discontent, she threw the corner of the blanket away and got up from the bed. She did everything with a disappointed face and an arched shoulder. She came out of the bathroom and sat in front of the mirror to get ready.

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As she washed her hair, it would take her a long time to blow dry it. She grabbed her hair dryer and without looking in the mirror kept drying her hair, disinterested. Once she glanced at her pouting face and immediately looked away.

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She banged the hair dryer hard on the dressing table and shouted, “ahh… why do they call me their friend when they can’t even reply to a single message? They may be idols who are busy, I too am not sitting idle sending them messages. How can they leave me hanging? How rude! Ugh… rich people!”

She grabbed the hair dryer back and sulked, “I am not going to talk to them for the full day. Huh…”

She chose a white blouse and a grey pencil skirt for the day. She picked a white overcoat to pair with the dress and got ready. Leaving the overcoat on the couch, she went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for herself.

Finally, she was ready to leave the house. She wore the overcoat and grabbed her bags. She was in a foul mood the whole way. Even a simple honk of the car would irk her. The whole way she kept sneering at the drivers.

“What? Can’t you see I am walking? Are you stupid? Are you blind?” and many more comments came out of her mouth. It was almost like she came out of the house ready to fight.

Ultimately, she reached the office and without greeting the guard, just moved in. The guard too was surprised. Every morning she used to greet him, so what happened today? She chose a lift that was completely empty and rode it alone to the 11th floor.

She didn’t want to talk to anyone but had to greet everyone on her way to her seat. She was angry but she was not rude, unlike ASD. She kept her phone clenched in his fist inside her coat pocket. Every time the phone would vibrate, she would instantly take it out to see what was the notification. And every time she would be disappointed that there was no reply from ASD.

“Should I message other members? Everyone will think I am weird. Let one of them come, then I will ask,” she pondered.

“Hey!” whispered Jae-Hwa

“What?” replied Nivritti. She didn’t hear what Jae-Hwa said as she was too busy in her thoughts.

“I just said hi,” answered Jae-Hwa.

“Oh, sorry. Good morning!” she then looked at Dae and greeted him, “Good morning, Mr. Seong.”

“Hmm, good morning!” without looking at her, he replied.

“You okay!” asked Jae-Hwa after Nivritti sat in her seat.

“Yes, why do you ask?” questioned Nivritti.

“You look like you were thinking seriously about something. Did something happen?” she asked.

“No, no, I am fine,” replied Nivritti.

“Sorry about last night’s tease,” said Jae-Hwa, guilt-ridden.

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Nivritti exhaled and replied, “it’s okay.”

“So, when is your appointment?” asked Jae-Hwa.

“Evening, 7.30 pm,” replied Nivritti.

“Yaaa… you girls always keep chatting and talking. Concentrate on your work,” scolded Dae.

“Sorry, Seong-ssi. Sorry Mr. Seong,” both girls apologised together. They looked at each other and raised their eyebrows. They both immediately went back to their work.

Nivritti didn’t even have the time to start her system. As the Rencontre team mostly worked on their laptops, it was days since Nivritti switched on her desktop. She placed her laptop next to her desktop and turned both on. There were a few emails on her desktop that she had already checked on her laptop.

As she was not in the daily mail loop, her inbox was filled with only read emails. After seeing that there was nothing new on her desktop, she closed it and opened her server on her laptop.

She tried reading a script, but her focus was on Young-Chul and the non-reply to her messages. She had no idea how to react. They treated her well, took care of her, and talked to her sweetly, then why were they ignoring her?

“Why are they not replying?” she constantly kept checking her phone.

For an hour, she only checked two things, her phone for messages and the clock on her screen. “They must have woken up. Didn’t they check their message? Wait! Did they receive my message?” she opened every message that she send and checked again. That made her angrier. The screen said ‘read’ after every message except Young-Chul’s.

“How can they leave my message on read and not reply? Ahh… seriously!” she kept grinding her teeth with anger and frustration.

She again checked the clock and was shocked. “It is late. Why is no one coming to pick us up?” she pondered.

“Rencontre team!” shouted Chung-Ho after a few minutes.