I never knew a human being can possibly feel this many emotions at once. It feels as if the adrenaline is flowing through my veins instead of blood. Happiness, excitement, scare, regret, excitement, oh wait, did i mention excitement? I feel more than those feelings, but I cannot even name them. So unexplainable. But I still like it.
Here I am getting ready to go on a date with yet another guy who I don't even know properly besides the fact he's my best friend's friend. This might not be a good idea, but here it takes nothing.
As I was about to put on the locket in my hands, my phone which was laid on the bed starts ringing. I sigh, keeping the locket back on the dresser and make my way towards the screaming cellular device.
'Juwon'
I grip my phone better on my hand before bringing it closer to my ear after picking it up.
As I was about to say something, i already here, "Iseul, it's been days and I still haven't met your boyfriend. When are we meeting him?" Goddamn, she seems more excited than me to meet my non existent boyfrind.
"Well, hello to you too." I say and again walk towards the dresser.
"No, I am actually very curious now. Please?" Where the fuck do i find a boyfriend to show her now?
"Well, you see, he's currently out of town to visit his parents and live there for a while. Then i can have you guys meet." I lie. These people are going to be the reason for me to go to hell because of a dangerous amount of speaking lies.
"Are you sure? Some guys lie about visiting their parents and end up hooking up with a side chick."
I hate how she doesn't even know what she reminded me of.
"No, no, he's not like that. Don't worry." I answer and sit on the matching stool to my dresser.
"Are you sure?"
"A hundred percent."
"At least what is his name?"
"I am not telling you. Bye." I say and quickly hang up the call before she could say anything.
Why is she so eager to meet my non existent boyfriend? I have never seen a younger sister so desperate to meet her older sister's boyfriend. Maybe I have given her a bit too much of a freedom but then again who am I to decide what is good for her to know, to not know, to how to live and stuff? It's her life, she can ask me anything she wants.
Even though it sometimes hurt because of her blunt choice of words and questions that makes me uncomfortable, I am afraid she might start to hate me if I start 'controlling' her. She's an independent human being who can do whatever she wants without anyone's problem.
I sigh and bring the pearled thread closer to my neck, checking if it matches my outfit before trying another one.
I look like shit but a hot one.
I clip the necklace on, and make my way towards the white door to exit my bedroom and to finally wait for Sunghoon to pick me up.
He was the one who insisted on picking me up from my home since he said he wanted to be the one to see me first, and all dressed up for our date. He sound like such a gentleman that I will actually cry.
I close the door behind me and climb down the stairs, feeling a pair of eyes on me. I look up to find Eunjoo looking at me with her mouth slightly agape, as if she were mesmerized.
Can't blame her, i would be too if i saw someone as gorgeous as me walk down the stairs.
Okay, I am shutting up.
"You look so... perfect." She lightly says, almost inaudible. Her compliment slightly makes me blush as I dramatically, princess-like bow in front of her.
"Thank you, 'm lady." I joke, as she chuckles before smiling at me with adoration clearly visible in her eyes. Gosh, she so makes me love myself.
"Jokes aside, I am really happy you are finally finding happiness. I could not be any more happier." She says as I shoot her a smile. I really got lucky to meet her, friend her, and have her as an older sister to me.
"Thank yo-"
Ding Dong (a/n: anyone thought of jungkook here?)
Oh.
I think he's here.
And that was it before my body filled with excitement, happiness, regret, fear, some more excitement and more happiness again. I really don't think I am ready for this, but at the same time, I think I am ready. Only god knows what is happening to my mind.
As I make my way towards the door, my feet start to feel lighter, my heart starts to beat faster, my throat dries up and I feel a million of things in my stomach. In shorter words, I feel anxious.
I twist the doorknob open and was greeted by the male fixing his hair but immediately standing up straight when he notices the door is already open.
He nervously smiles at me, I return it back.
"You look pretty." He compliments, as I feel blood again rushing to my cheeks.
"Thanks. You look great too." Why the fuck am I being so awkward.
"So, let's go?" He asks and points towards his car parking down the stairs with his thumb.
I nod, "Yes."
I hope everything goes well.
[AUTHOR'S NOTE]
guess who posted lmao
okay jokes aside, i hope you all enjoy this chapter!
Thank you for reading!
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