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“aren’t you staring at her picture for too long? you might go blind at that rate.” junho laughed, shaking his head. daeryeong and him were discussing his schedules for the following day in junho’s dorm. and without even noticing, he had started browsing through that one girl’s profile pictures in…well…ALL of her social media. a common habit, junho realized, ever since he first started developing feelings for her. “you know, at this rate you’re going she’ll never return your feelings.” daeryeong stood up from where he was sitting on the dinner table and flopped beside junho on the sofa, taking his phone in his hand. “woah. what are you doing not making a move?” junho stared at the ceiling, breathing out a huge SIGH. as if he hasn’t seen how pretty she was all these years? “ah yes, hello! it’s junho’s manager. are you free today?” daeryeong asked loudly, glancing at junho who had frozen in place. “ah really? junho’s free too and needs to be around friends. could you meet him at this restaurant?” WHAT? “hyung! what the heck are you doing?!” “alright! he’ll be on his way!” SHIT. the call ended and it was only then did junho’s manager give his phone back. “guess you have a date tonight. look sharp but not too sharp that you’ll get noticed.” junho could only look at his phone in shock. daeryeong sing-songed as he announced he was going to smoke before they leave. great.
at the sound of her phone RINGING she could feel herself growing a n n o y e d as usual, all it did was make her think of work - and although she had no particular disliking for her job the ringing noise had made her prone for headaches. however the call she ended up taking had been the polar opposite of what she had expected, and she soon found herself getting ready for something that sounded an awful lot like a SET UP. gayoon hadn’t known junho for very long, but the pair had gotten quite close over time - the younger took care of her in a way she had been f o r e i g n to, he was always worrying about her and making sure she took care of herself and there was no denying that she a p p r e c i a t e d him for it. STRAIGHTENING out the folds in her dress she could feel herself growing cold as she waited for the other, although the temperature had started warming the nights were still far too cold for someone who was used to the san diego heat. however, a smile started to appear on her face as she spotted a familiar s i l h o u e t t e nearing, ‘ junho-ah, it took you long enough ! let’s get in shall we ? i’m starving. ’
