A/N: sorry if i haven't been updating and to tell you it's not because of writer's block, i'm probably just lazy. i can't think of any excuse so yeah. sorry hoes.

Aoi's POV

"I'm so confused, what the hell?" I groaned in frustration as I continued to stir the batter mixture with force, my hand tightening its grip on the wooden spoon and as I hastily stirred in circles.

"Confused about what?" She then asked me with a baffled tone.

"Park Jimin," I started, "I told you about him right? He never talks to me and I find it confusing. He speaks to other people and they say that he's loud or whatsoever, but he never speaks to me and instead shows me words written on sticky notes instead." I said.

I wasn't even sure if she was listening.

I then felt Ah-young shove me at the back. "What the hell are you doing?! You're going to ruin the mixture Aoi! It's clearly written on the instructions to fold the mixture and not stir you little shit. I'm disappointed at you." She nagged before going back to finding some more ingredients for her cupcakes.

I heaved a sigh and stuck my tongue out at her while her back's faced and continued in stirring in a fast motion to piss her off. I figure out that anytime she would be facing me with a knife on her hand, wanting to slice me in half but I guess she loves me that much to do something like that.

"Whatever, fold or stir, same thing." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah right. Korean and Japanese, same thing, dumbass." She retorted before closing the refrigerator strongly and walking to me. "I'll continue this later, I can't be bothered." She said. How can she ditch her own food? What the hell?

"Lazyass." I muttered under my breath for her not to hear.

She leaned towards the counter with her arms folded against it. She then silently observed me do my mixing job. I quickly ceased mixing and turned my head at her with my eyebrow raised. "What are you looking at huh?"

She immediately shook her head and smiled, "Tell me Aoi, why are you so rude and overly sassy to everyone?" She asked. "I mean, people aren't all bad." She then continued.

I then stood frozen in place.

My look quickly softened at her sensitive question. I've known her for eighteen years of my life. She witnessed me grow into a more unfriendly person since more and more people started to piss me off. I wasn't like this when I was little until I reached twelve, but she never asked me why I changed.

Just when I thought I couldn't get worse than I already was.

"What do you mean people aren't that bad?" I let out a bitter chuckle. "First of all, guys. They play with you, they find girls to fuck, they're not loyal, they don't care much in relationships and they're lazy and stupid. There's many things they don't know and don't want know either." I explained to her.

"And don't forget the girls. They're extremely emotional, they're whiny, they care too much about their appearance, they love excluding other girls, they're plastic, they're fake and they bitch about other people in general. Most of them think they're mature but they don't know shit about how immature they are, really." I further explained, leaving her speechless.

I waited tor her response but nothing came, I only saw a priceless expression painted on her face. Her expression then morphed into a sad one, it's probably because she didn't see that coming from me. I was really nice when I was younger, so probably I surprised her a bit.

I suddenly felt a little guilty of what I said. I heaved a sigh and slowly pushed the bowl towards her, pressing my lips in a tight line.

"Okay unnie, I'm sorry." I said, "I just got carried away about pointing out the flaws in everyone of us. It's just that sometimes I just think we're just the normal ones." I sigh.

She then forced a smile and nodded a little. Ah-young is twenty and I'm pretty sure she knows about society more than I do, so I don't think I'm even pointing out something worth pointing out. My eyes then dropped to the bowl again.

"Sorry for ruining it a bit, I'm sure you'll fix this because you're really good at baking cupcakes. I think it will be worse if I tried to help, anyway. I'll go to my room, if mom ever calls and finds me just tell her that I'm tired." I said with a soft tone and walked past her, patting her on the back.

I trudged my way towards my bedroom and entered inside immediately, shutting the door right away. I dropped my whole body on my bed as if I was weightless, my arms and legs spread out wide on the bedsheets as I stared at the ceiling. I can't believe it only took one question from my sister to be aware of the way I act towards other people.

I really don't like people.

We're all basically a bunch of idiots trying to fuck with each other and produce more idiots.

I'm not wrong, right?

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"Aoi help me please! I really don't like him okay? I like guys with no visible dandruff and those who have nice feet. And besides, I'm only loyal to Taehyung so why is he even thinking of trying to win my heart? Bitch no!" Joo-eun carelessly whined out loud on our way outside the classroom.

My gaze was still planted on the ground as we walked outside, my lips shut.

Thoughts were still flooding my mind about yesterday. It took another five seconds of Joo-eun's rant about this guy who asked her out for me to get the courage to ask her a question about me.

"Joo-eun," I asked in a low voice and tugged on her sleeve slightly. She immediately turned her head to me, probably because of the differeny tone in my voice. "What?" She asked, completely clueless.

"Am I a bad person?" I asked her sincerely. I watched her carefully as she blinked twice before letting out a hearty and boisterous laugh. It wasn't just any laugh- I mean, after a few seconds her arms were wrapped around her stomach and she's literally dying. I rolled my eyes at her reaction.

"What are you saying Aoi?! You're the bitchiest person I know! You're straightforward, you swear a lot, you easily get pissed off and you just hate people in general. Don't worry, I like that a lot about you." She said in between laughs, making me roll my eyes again.

"Wow, thanks for pointing that out." I said in a pretty sarcastic tone. The way she points my bad traits out suddenly triggered a tinge of insecurity inside of me. Am I really that bad?

I watched as she continued laughing, and instead of getting mad, kicking her and yelling at her to find her own place, (like always) I kept my mouth shut and heaved a sigh. She suddenly stopped laughing upon seeing the sad expression on my face.

She chuckled and then slung an arm around my shoulder. "Okay okay, I know you're like that but despite all that, let me tell you this Aoi.." she started. "I completely know the reason why Jimin doesn't talk to you. And it's not a bad reason."

My eyes widened at what she said. She gave me a silly smile and then removed her hand away from me. "What is it?!" I shouted in curiosity. She let out another laugh before telling me another thing.

"I don't think Jimin wants me to tell you. So sorry, bitch!" She stuck her tongue out at me and roughly shoved me away, making me stumble a little as she ran away from me. My easily-pissed off behavior kicked in again, making me run after her.

I'm going to scratch that bitch's face, watch me.

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A/N: any theories why he doesn't tho? (;