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14 March, 2021
╚══════════════╝"So, Mr. Hwang, where are we going?" I questioned as we walked down the pavement.
"Is there any place you wish to visit?" He questioned, tilting his head.
"Um, no." I replied.
"Then how about an art gallery?" He questioned as I nodded.
"Sounds good." I smiled remembering how in love he was with painting and stuff during high school.
"Wow, it's a beautiful day isn't it?" He said, glancing at the sky.
"It sure is." I hummed.
"You've a day off?" I questioned, remembering how busy he may be as an uprising model.
"Yeah. It's been awhile since I have had holiday." He replied.
"Well, are you ok by the way?" He questioned as I raised a brow. "I got a text from Inie that day about Chanie--"
"I'm fine!" I breathed out. "I'm fine. It's not a big deal."
"That's a relief." He sighed.
There was an awkward silence.
"It's been so long, right?" He broke the silence. "Hanging out together and stuff."
"Yeah, we all used to do it so often during highschool." I said, remembering the good old days.
I know I'm just 24 but hey, it's been almost 6 years since high school. It's really been long.
"Do you remember the time we dragged you to that party?" He said as I groaned.
"Uh! Not that one!" I said as he giggled.
"You were such a light drinker damn. Like you felt nauseous on your second glass." He laughed as I gave his arm a light push.
"Shut up!" I whined.
"And now look at yourself, you're such a great drinker." He said.
"Things have changed now." I said as he chuckled.
"I don't think so. You're still the same." He shrugged. "You were beautiful. You are beautiful."
He smiled as I froze in my track. What is he doing? Did someone drug him or something? He must have had overdosed his americano.
"Hey come on, I expected a you are also very beautiful, Hyunjin or something." He squealed.
Yup. Definitely overdosed.
"What was that?" I laughed as he scratched the nape of his neck.
"Well, don't you girls squeal like that?"
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