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a lump forms in sooyoung’s throat when their eyes meet. it subsides into a warm feeling in her stomach— butterflies. but, she suddenly felt a sense of comfort. his eyes were warm. they were cups of hot chocolate on cold nights, cups of coffee when she needed energy and her favorite brown blanket. she must have been feeling sentimental. maybe, hormonal signals were jumping around her body. either way, she needed to shake away this feeling.
he didn’t know her. she didn’t know him. perhaps, they’ve met once. maybe at a party? or, at a crossroad? it wasn’t the first time she’s felt like this. recently, she’s been bumping into strangers she swore she once knew. instances like those are common, but she feels attached to those strangers. she must have known them in another lifetime, though she doesn’t believe too much in reincarnation.
sooyoung almost jumps upon realizing she was staring at him. she shifts her position towards the teacher, nodding at his words. she giggled at the how embarrassing the teacher’s words were. but, she should have known that romance tends to bring those kinds of words out. surely, the girls in actual relationships weren’t as embarrassed as her.
“huh—” she’s taken aback by his bravery, though she also has an appreciation for it. “girlfriend?”
she’s apprehensive (for once), but she decides to reciprocate the bravery he was displaying. “sure, my love.”
cards don’t have time for romance. ideally, they don’t have the time or capacity to pursue romance either. so seongwoo doesn’t really know what the feeling in his chest is when their eyes meet and how he’s, momentarily, at a loss for words.
she’s pretty, that’s for sure. seongwoo knows that much and if anything he thinks he’s lucky enough to have someone as pretty as her as his girlfriend. his fake girlfriend. at her reply he smiles and takes a step closer, almost as though naturally (had he done this before? no. he hadn’t even met her before).
“sooyoung,” he says, and her name rolls off his tongue as though he’s said it a million times, it doesn’t feel odd in the least. “you can call me oppa,” he says almost teasingly, “or honey. seongwoo works just fine too.”
it’s easy to tell when you’re attracted to someone though, and seongwoo can tell that he’s attracted to her, one way or another. the couple in front of them scoot a little closer and almost as though they were in a tv show of sorts turns to both seongwoo and sooyoung and smile. “so where did you two meet?” they ask, innocently.
“oh,” seongwoo blinks, turns to look at sooyoung in confusion. “sooyoung and i?”











