"There is nothing quite like the feeling of infatuation. It is the most painful feeling of ecstasy..like lust and obsession combined with the volume all the way turned up." - Ranata Suzuki
Mi-Sun lives a difficult life that only her best friend Taeh...
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**Flashback Continued**
Mi-Sun leaned against the table, pushing herself towards Jimin, "What do you have planned for us today?"
Jimin batted his eyelashes at Mi-Sun. His lips curved upwards into a mischievous grin, "You'll find out when we get there." He stood and held his hand out, "let's go."
As Jimin drove down the boulevard, Mi-Sun danced her arm out of the window. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on her face and the ocean breeze through her hair. The music played through the speakers of Jimin's car and for a split second Mi-Sun felt free.
She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Jimin. He wore a sheer white shirt with the short sleeves rolled up around his biceps. The thin fabric hugged his body perfectly as the wind rippled through it. His bare chest complimented by an array of silver necklaces. His fitted beige shorts cuffed right above his knees, showing off every muscle in his legs.
Jimin lifted one hand to his hair, pushing it back. He seemed so unreal to her, too beautiful to touch. Leonardo Di Vinci wouldn't even be able to capture his beauty, nobody in this world would be capable enough to truly capture it. He's like the Northern lights; one of the rarest and most breathtaking sights humanly possible, and not many people are lucky enough to get close enough to take it in.
The touch of Jimin's hand pulled Mi-Sun out of her daydreaming. She looked down to see Jimin's hand resting on her thigh, gently grasping it. She smiled to herself, trying not to make it obvious that her stomach was doing summersaults.
Jimin's hand stayed in the same spot on her thigh until they arrived at a brewery. He put the car in park and got out to walk around to the passenger side. He opened the door for Mi-Sun and watched her intently as she got out.
As they walked through the parking lot, Jimin reached his hand out and Mi-Sun placed her hand in his without hesitation. She felt a smile creep onto her face which she quickly shook off in hopes that Jimin didn't notice her teenage-like-giddiness.
They approached a tall and slender woman with tanned skin, greeting them with an over the top smile, "What's the name under the reservation?"
"Park."
The hostess looked through her back and looked back to Jimin wide eyed, "Mr. Park! Your accommodations are all ready. Follow me."
Mi-Sun and Jimin followed her hand in hand outside to an all white gazebo. In the middle was a round table that sat low to the ground with pillows placed around it.
Mi-Sun took a second to take in the view around her. The grass was the brightest shade of green she had ever seen, the sky didn't have a single cloud in the sky and the ocean's horizon was so blue it almost melted into the sky. She sat across the table from Jimin, placing her hands in her lap.
