{ * tips her head to the left, eyeing the boy with inquisitive eyes; studying, searching. staring, mostly. finally, she speaks up, soft smile arising } Your eyes. They kind of remind me of the night sky. { * weird sounding, obviously, but as usual she really didn't give a damn }
{—* it’s rather… strange to be stared at for so long — so unabashedly — and in such a calm manner, and Jongin’s just that bit muddled up with how he’s supposed to feel about the girl’s words, yet his eyes remain riveted on hers; he doesn’t dare look away} …What is it that makes you say that?










