Jung was already twenty-five meters away from the parking lot..The box in his hands felt like he was carrying five tonnes of oil-barrels..It did feel heavy or was he the one who was weak..

He did give the box to MinGi because he wanted the technology inside to wind up in the server room.. However he could not think of a smart idea of how to do that.It was Doyoung who suggested that he buys a gift and make it look like it was from one of the girls in Sejun.After which he can hide the equipment inside.Obviously they should have made a better plan but San didn't give much time and then when Jung says that he needs to prepare, Doyoung and San  just think he is being sassy.Anway it sounded weird to Jung that a young female would want to buy a gift for an old IT man, little did he know it was because the IT helper is elegant enough to serve a dynasty emperor.

He then bought the box and couldn't think of anything to put in it so he bought stickers.On the day he delivered the gift, he was feeling indefinitely stupid.He thought he would blow his cover.Why he thought so is not exact but him being so obsessed with details means that he wants everything to be perfect, to be in sync and this plan was the opposite of that. Honestly speaking why would anyone gift stickers? Stickers!

That's why he wanted to grab the box then go back and change the gift but MinGi had already opened the door and took the box..

Though they are perfect strangers, it somehow kinda hurt that MinGi returned the gift.Usually there are two reasons why anyone would do that.The first, the present is too expensive and the receiver feels it's too greedy to accept it.Like in the case of a designer watch or limited edition books or just anything incredibly valuable.And this is not the reason because how expensive can stickers possibly be that someone feels guilty to keep them.Anyway the other reason is that the receiver doesn't want the gift at all.And mostly they don't open it at all and by the looks of this box, he probably didn't open it..

This made Jung furious.Yes his plan was horrible but since it has got Jung s touch surely it must be worth jade pendants.Its not vanity , it's fact. He has that tiny spect of self pride especially when it comes to gifting and any form of expression.If someone has the rare blessing of being acknowledged by Jung then they must consider themselves lucky otherwise they must be mentally handicapped.However in the case of  MinGi, there appears to be an exception.Jeon shook his head and decided that if MinGi is going to be mean then he too will turn up the heat.Even though he is saying all this, Heaven knows he is only lying to himself.The last time he did anything savage was hiding a toy scorpion in Doyoung s bed because Doyoung had called him an idiot.But later he baked scones for him and apologized.Whether or not he was forgiven doesn't matter because they are still they way they used to be..

He thinks that if it didn't contain expensive equipment he would trash it already.Maybe he should take out the techno and bin it .

There was a sitting area ahead and there are two rubbish bins so he can lose it there.The street light was at the center of the sitting area and it illuminated a orange warmth on the area.

As for the sitting area, it is just a group of cement-made chairs and likewise tables.To be precise, there was about six set-ups. Each set-up was identical to one another. The general architecture was like that of a park, meaning there was a table and the sets surrounded it almost like the users would mostly be those who are sharing a meal.

Anyway, he walked to the setup that was closer to the bin and he stood there.

He opened the box while he searched the area so that no one spots him throwing away the box.As he acted like a vigilante, he was opening the box with his other hand while the other supported it ..

Simultaneously he brought his eyes  from the surrounding to the box and he almost screamed.

He quickly covered his mouth and he stepped away from the bin and went  towards the streetlight.He scoffed underneath his own hand as the light confirmed what he thought he was hallucinating.

The box was filled with chocolates..

He quickly closed the box and held it to his chest and then he jumped up and down like a little girl..He wanted to yell to the heavens and thank them.No one can resist Jeon charm, well maybe except Doyoung but is he a person?No one can be that annoying so his conscience is right.Absolutely no one that walks this earth.He did a little dance before he stormed off and headed towards the dormitory..

A few minutes later, Jung got off the dorm elevator and walked to his room.He quietly opened the door and walked into the darkness.He closed the door smartly.Even though BoGum would be dead asleep right now, it's no excuse for him to make a raucous plus he is gifted with chocolates meaning he is sweet and would a sweet person wake their roomate unnecessarily?

The light from the street poles directly outside his room is really strong so even with such thick curtains closed , he is capable to see very well.As such he made his way to the study table and picked up his phone..

Two o clock!

He cursed under his breath ,why is time flying so  fast , he is not looking forward at all to Monday s dessert practical.

Desserts have never been his strongest side. all he knows are spies and herbs not sugars. That should have been done by other students beside himself like BoGum, Hirai or San s female friend , whatever her name is. The point is it bores him to cook sweet things because they are a meaningless delicacy. Food is supposed to be savoury and fulfilling but desserts offer temporary pleasure.whoever inverted them?

Three days ago, their lecturer had told them that they would be making three types of the most God-like desserts all at once.The goal isn't to try and make them dessert chefs but rather to see if they can be able to handle such a high intensity exercise because restaurants can get busy out of the blue and customers tend to be needy then.Besides it's not that he doesn't know how to make them , it's just that he hates that he has to make them all together, in such a short time and perfectly for that matter.Because of his weird over the top habit ,whenever they make dessert or non-sweet food , the meal has to be perfect otherwise he has to start from screatch. If he hates the plating then he dumps the whole dish despite how it tastes. he believes the nature of a person is painted in what he creates and the way he presents ,so what portrait does he paint with a messy dish.No wonder 'San' thinks he is effective at what he does

Anyway he replaced the phone back on the table and he reached for the chocolate box.And he took it out and opened it.

He could only see the silhouettes of the criss cross on the chocolates and the vast contours of the truffles other than that everything was identical.

He reached for a box of serviettes that he keeps in his room.And he pulled out a single ply.With that ply he picked a truffle and he took a bite of it..

As soon as the contents of the truffle touched his tongue he wrinkled his forehead.. Something is definitely wrong but he continued chewing irregardless. Everytime he chewed he wrinkled his forehead . Eventually he couldn't continue eating this and that's when he spit the chocolate back on the serviette

That was awful.

He turned around and he walked over to BoGum s table ,picked his water bottle, threw the top off and he took a large sip and gurgled .He proceeded to the window which he opened and spit out the water.

He took a second and a third gulp and he  spit each successively spit out the window.On the fourth sip he instead swallowed the water.He had used nearly eighty percent of BoGum s water.BoGum  likes to fetch water before going to bed but more often than not, he never drinks it.Instead he takes the bottle to class the following day.Why doesn't he just fetch new water in the morning.. Anyway thankfully for Jung, he had not broke his habit, otherwise how would he rinse the bitterness. What confuses him the most is why on earth would someone think that minted sweets should be kept in the same box as chocolates with gooey substance in the middle.Now it tastes like toothpaste

How can people subject themselves to such indecency.How can they possibly take pleasure in pleasureless things like this.

He placed the bottle softly in the table ,closed the window and curtain.Jung then went over to the table, picked up the messy servitte and carried it to the bin which he tossed without a second guess.Since he was near the wardrobe ,he then decided to change to wearing his pyjamas but he couldn't find them so he just took of his pants and shoes and threw them on the wardrobe floor.He closed the doors and sat on the bed.Jung was positioned such that his head was going to be right near the study table.He slid his lower body into the bed and whilst sitting he took off his upper clothes and tossed them on the bed as he prepared to sleep.Within the next second he threw the cover over his body