Why U So Serious 소설 & 이야기

"Open your book on page 51 and read the chapter of the lesson, then I will ask you some questions if you are done reading. He was smiling while he opened the book. I don't even know if there is anything about what I have said. " What is funny? " I bluntly asked him. "Nothing, you are just too serious, can't give us ourselves a break… Come-on we both just had finished our class. Why don't we have some snacks? Fifteen minutes break…" "No, every second is important to me, so I don't need to waste every single minute of the day." Okay… Okay... You are so serious, you are funny. "

*Seriously? TBC...

I firmly answer without looking at her. "You're so mean. Really!" she hit my arm slightly causing me to stop what I am doing. I face her. "What do you think you're doing?" I irritably ask her. "Why are you so serious." she chuckles. "I'm just kidding," she added, giggling. Tss. Does she think it's funny? "Stop it, right now. I'm being serious here. If you can't respect that then just get out of here." "Hey, Hiro—"

She can't be serious. It felt like she dropped a heavy brick on me. Is it like she's joking or what? I hate this kind of jokes. Let's be real here. Why would she just leave Green Hills al of a sudden. No one hurt you, nothing happened to you or your mother, why do you want to run and leave me here all alone. Sophia come-on. I don't believe this, she can't do this. She must be joking, really joking. I looked into her eyes and saw pain and seriousness. Was she really serious about this shit? Did she really mean it? Sophia, don't play games with me. What's your problem?

I responded, making it obvious that I was upset by the way he had spoken to me, and he seemed to have quickly noticed that I was, cause the look on his face changed, and he sounded a bit more serious when he spoke again. “I must have upset you again. It seems to me that it's going to take a while for you and I to understand each other because the things I say as a joke always appear serious to you and I honestly don't want us to go back to having to ignore each other again,” he said, and I could tell that he was being genuine about not wanting to have to ignore me again. “But why, though? Aren't you supposed to be happy that I ignore you? Isn't that what you always wanted from me from the st

“Because you don’t take me seriously.” “How don’t I take you seriously?!” he laughs, pressing me against the wall behind me. Pushing down the urge to gasp, I look up to him defiantly. “You waited until everything was over to let me in on our plans…” “Because it was too risky, babe.” “Bullshit. It’s because you see me as a funny asset to play with.” I pull my arm back again, making him grab on it harder, keeping me in place. “Play with you?”

Maybe she can read her mind and escape from the jerkface she called her brother. Elisa finally snapped out of her shock and looked directly at Ansel. "Is this some kind of a joke?" she asked. Ansel straightened his back and made eye contact with her. His face turned serious. "Adams Corp. is an extremely reputable company. We would never joke about something serious like this interview! If you don't want this job, you are free to leave," he declared. Anya wanted to choke Ansel, but alas, it wouldn't look professional. She looked at Elisa, who was staring at Ansel. She could see the hatred in her eyes. The woman did not like Ansel. Not one bit.

Her facial expression gave off all the answers I needed. "I am Dead Serious. I don't want You going Anywhere with That Boy. And whatever it is going on between you both, It ends Now" she bit back in response and I was consumed by a mixed feeling of confusion and plain hurt. "Now, you'll go down there and Cancel plans with Him right now" she added and I was no longer confused. I was starting to get mad. Wait... WHAT??? What the Hell is going on Right now? "Why? You Can't just make me do that." I challenged and this was beginning to feel strange because this was starting to seem like a serious argument and it rarely happens.

I couldn’t tell. But before I could dwell on it further, Damien spoke up, his voice devoid of any amusement. “Wait, you were being serious?” he asked, his tone incredulous. “Damn right I was serious,” I snapped, my anger boiling over. “Why the hell would I joke about something this sensitive?” Damien’s face twisted into a defensive scowl as if my words hit him like a slap in the face. “I don’t know?” he retorted, his voice laced with frustration. “Maybe because we decided to keep things fucking professional! No strings attached, remember?”

She can see he isn't cracking a joke but is really serious and wonders why he is saying this all of sudden. She feigns laughter. "Of course not...Why would I...” “But you never can tell." She adds jokingly. He chuckles lightly, "I am serious Kemi, don't; in fact don’t even think of liking anyone that is a part of this mafia.” He sighs. “I guess you won't though, he's not an easy person for people to like.” He shrugs. "Is he that bad?" She asks trying to get why he's sounding so serious, it's as if he's warning her.