If someone could send me a handsome, cute Korean who would take my things home and ask me for my number after giving me a kiss on the cheek. Haha.
That's when I heard a voice right behind me.
I turned around in surprise, wondering if it was a cute Korean.
But no. In front of me stood a boy, my age, dressed all in black. He wasn't much taller than me but seemed incredibly muscular. Despite his clothes that could be described as 'dark', he had pretty round cheeks and a very attractive chin. Haha.
Boy
ㅡDo you need help? I see you struggling for a while now.ㅡHaha. Yes, if you are okay.
He approached and took my bags in his hand.
ㅡBe honest, am I being ridiculous?
Boy
ㅡHaha. A little. You look a bit like a Hajuma.And we both laugh.
His remark did not displease me. He exuded kindness and every word he could say would sound kind.
Boy
ㅡMy name is Changbin, how about you?ㅡY/n. I'm Y/n.
ㅡThat's a pretty name!
We made jokes and talked the whole way. I felt good with him.
When we arrived in front of my building, he insisted on helping me up.
We put my bags in my apartment and I even offered to stay to thank him. He refused.
ㅡGoodbye Changbin! And thank you again for your help!
Changbin
ㅡHmm...by the way...I have something to ask you...
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Ficção GeralㅡDo you want help? A little guy asked me. ㅡHmmm. Yes. If you are okay. ㅡYes! That's okay! ㅡAm I ridiculous? ㅡNooo. But you look like an Hajuma. ㅡThat was what I thougt. Haha. And we both laught. Best Ranking: #3 VocalRacha - June 25 #6 DanceRacha...