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⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ࿐ྂ
As the doorbell rang, Lee Suho walked towards the door and opened it, meeting with a sad pair of puppy eyes. She had a smile on her face, and as soon as Suho saw that, he engulfed the girl into a tight hug.
“I missed you, oppa" The girl stated in his chest as he dragged her and her luggage inside the apartment. Suho broke the hug and cupped her cheeks, analyzing her face. Her eyes were red, as if she'd been crying all night. Light dark circles were also visible but, nobody can deny her beauty, despite her current condition. “The departure wasn't great, right?” Suho asked as she nodded.
“I guess, Lee Sora and being a K-pop idol weren't meant to be from the beginning,” She stated, as she looked up and met his eyes. She saw that he's eyes, too, held pain. Pain for her and all the things he'd been dealing with his past.
“Maybe, you do belong in the entertainment industry but not as an idol” Suho smiled at her and led her to the couch as he sat down with her head, on his lap.
“True. But I'm glad to say that I'll leave all the Hanlim crap and Seoul shit to where it is and move forward” Sora smiled as Suho ran his hands through her hair. “But why are you still in your uniform?” She asked as she sat up, looking at him.
“I just came back from school. Do you want to eat something?” He asked as she shook her head. She looked at him and smiled.
“Actually, I kinda want to go out for a stroll. It's been a minute that I've been here” She stated as she stood up. Suho narrowed his eyes at her and looked at her, as if she's insane.
“Are you sure you'll not get lost?” Suho asked, making Sora smack his arm, playfully. “I'm going”.
“Don't take anything for any stranger” Suho yelled as she proceeded to walk out. “I'm not a kid! Bye~” She whined and walked out.
A soft chuckle of Suho filled his apartment. He knew she was stubborn.
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It was already dark and Sora kept on roaming around the slightly familiar streets. It was pleasant until she heard the rumbling of a motorcycle that came raging towards her. In a blink, she was on the road with the biker and the bike on the road, laying too. She got up and dusted herself and paced towards the man.
“Hey, are you alright?” She asked as the guy took off his helmet and ruffled her hair. Sora would admit that he's awfully handsome and too familiar. He looked at her with a done expression but shoved his helmet in her hand and ran, as few bikes chased him.
“Stop right there! Stop Han Seojun!” The bikers yelled as they drove behind Seojun, who was pretty fast with his running.
“Seojun?” Sora mumbled and titled her head, but then gasped. The other trainee, with Seyeon. Han Seojun. “Shit” She cursed and ran after those bikes, keeping her pace steady.
She ran for a while until, she saw them, in an under construction area. Seojun was surrounded by those other biker people who, Sora labeled as, gangsters. One of them kicked Seojun on his stomach, making her gasp softly. She couldn't let him get beaten up. She looked around until she saw a siren thing, probably used to alert the constructors.
She took steady steps and turned it on, making the device ring and make a police car sound, as she walked up the stairs by it. Those gangsters ran away, leaving Seojun alone. She walked down and turned it off, looking at the direction those guys ran. She took a sigh of relief as she bummed into Seojun himself.
“Who are you?" He narrowed his eyes at her and looked down. She's much shorter than the male. She blinked a few times and gulped, shoving his helmet in his hands.
“You should be careful. I know I'm not someone to interfere but, the situation could be worse. I'll take my leave” She turned around but was pulled back by her cardigan. She looked up behind her and saw Seojun, tilting his head, looking at her. He let go of her and cleared his throat.
“Well thanks, puppy eyes” He pushed her shoulder a little, gesturing her to walk, as she did. She was too baffled by the nickname he used for her.
Puppy eyes? Nobody ever called her that.
She gulped as a light shade of crimson, spread over her cheeks as she kept walking. But she did meet the mysterious boy, Han Seojun after all.
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