Free Park and Violet by Marian Tee Page B

someone as wonderful and unattainable—” Park pretended not to notice the gagging sounds Violet was making. “—as me.” Park continued, “And as long as you think that, I’ll tolerate your friendship.” He promptly got his foot stomped on with that and Park yelped.
          She frowned up at him. “You know what?”
          “Obviously I don’t.”
          Violet tried to stomp on his foot again, but Park was ready for it this time and he laughingly avoided her deadly attack.
          Violet glared at him. “I won’t continue until you let me hit you.”
          He gave her an incredulous look. “Who says I’m dying to know what you have to say?”
          Violet let out a shriek. “Paaaaaaaaaaark!”
          Park hurriedly looked around to see if anyone was looking at him like he had just attempted to rape Violet. God! What a little troublesome shrew Violet was! If he had the power to turn back time, he would have just covered his head with a pillow that first day, and his life would be as peaceful as it was, pre-Violet.
          “Paaaaaaark!” She was still screaming.
          He hastily covered her mouth. “Okay, okay, fine, you win.” He stuck out his foot, winced at the painful stomp he got, and immediately pulled back. He glared at her. “Satisfied?”
          She blew him a kiss. “Super.” Then she curled her arm around his again and forced him to resume walking like nothing happened.
          Damn little banshee, Park thought.
          She stomped on his foot once more.
          “What the—”
          “I can practically hear what you’re thinking.”
          He glared down at her. “You are seriously cra…”
          Violet raised her foot threateningly, her steel heel gleaming in the moonlight.
          “Crafty,” he ended instead.
          “Good of you to notice,” she cooed at him.
          If she cooed at him one more time like that, he wouldn’t be responsible for what would happen next. All he knew was that in five seconds she would cooing for herself, with the kind of fucking he’d give her.
          Violet was already talking again, and he started when he realized what she was saying. “Excuse me?” he choked out. “Did you just—”
          Her eyes narrowed. “Yes, I just did say that I am not looking to be in a relationship, and as long as you won’t be looking for one either with someone as beautiful, caring, sexy as I am—” Violet stopped when she realized he wasn’t going to do anything about what she said.
          “You’re not going to react?” she demanded suspiciously.
          “But everything you said was true,” Park said innocently while keeping his crossed fingers behind his back.
          Violet was too smart though and peeked at his back.
          He burst into laughter.
          “Hmph!”
          Park pinched her cheeks. “Go on. Just tell me what you have to say.”
          “You already know what I have to say,” she grumbled but continued anyway, “Well, just as long as we’re both clear that we’ll stay as friends then I think we’ll get along famously.”
          “Right,” Park said dryly, thinking about the various times they almost came to blows.
          Violet tugged at his arm. “I’m serious.”
          “Okay, okay, good. I’m happy about it.” He realized then it was true and Park gave Violet a rueful look. “It’s been a long time since I had a girl for a friend.” He paused. “It’s been a long time since I had any friend, actually.”
          Inside the dorm, Park said bye to Violet over his shoulder, already busy unlocking his room. Thus, he was surprised when upon opening his door, Violet immediately sailed past him, acting like she had all the right to do so.
          Park followed suit, shaking his head at Violet’s impudence and rolling his eyes when she even threw herself on his