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Seojun stared at Yeongja with his jaw slacked and eyes wide.
The Han boy could hear his heart beating in his ears and feel it as it pounded against his chest.
Had she really-
"Han Seojun?" Yeongja called hestitantly, her shoulders were hunched as she fiddled with her fingers, awaiting the boy's answer.
"O? O!" Seojun exclaimed as he came back to reality, "Sorry. I just...I..."
"It's okay, if you don't want to." Yeongja stated as she looked down at her hands, "I get it. I'm weird, so I don't blame yo-"
"Yah, who told you that?" Seojun frowned.
"Huh?" The Kim girl questioned looking up at the Han boy.
"Who?" Seojun demanded as he stood up.
"Uhh..." Yeongja trailed off.
"If anyone ever tells you that take me to them, got it?" Seojun declared, "I don't think it would be a good idea to ta-" The pink haired girl started, but was soon cut off.
"As your friend, only I can call you weird, Tomato." Seojun declared.
"What?" Yeongja asked, her eyes widening.
Seojun faltered, thinking he had hurt the girl's feelings, he quickly went to clear things up, "I meant like in a nice way. You're weird good. Not weird bad. I would never call you weird bad-"
"No, you...you said...friend. My friend. Really?" Yeongja asked gingerly.
"Yeah, of course. I mean...yeah, whatever." Seojun said, flustered under the Kim girl's gaze as he shrugged.
"Really? Are you sure?" Yeongja asked again, as she stood up herself.
Seojun looked into the shorter's eyes. Her eyes that held hope. I want to experience all that she hasn't..."Mm." Seojun said as he smiled softly at Yeongja, the cool and nonchalant act he tried putting on quickly fading away.
