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You caught my attention, evermore ━━━━━━━━
AS USUAL, KANG HWA-YOUNG started her day by heading to the sculpture department at Hongseo University. She arrived an hour early this morning since she used clay for her art piece and needed to ensure it dried.
Hwa-young had placed her bag down in her station, which was between her two best friends stations, Nabi and Bit-na. She unwrapped her piece and touched it gently— still wet. She sighs, placing the cover back on before heading up to the roof.
There, Hwa-young laid on back on a bench. Her surroundings were quiet especially when she had been the only one there. Her mind then wandered to things she needed to get done until a memory popped up—one where she had met a man at the bar.
She remembered that night— how she had just dumbed her latest boyfriend out of boredom and headed to the bar to avoid being home.
She had a bottle of soju, pouring it into a glass until she felt a hand on her shoulder and glanced up to see him. He had spoken to her as she sat next to her, "You got here first."
"Sorry, do I know you?"
"You're So-ri, aren't you?"
"No, wrong person."
"Oh, I guess I mistook you for someone else, then. Terribly sorry."
"It's okay," Hwa-young spoke as she couldn't help but stare at the guy in front of her. There was something about him— something familiar.
He stood up from the seat and walked away. Hwa-young couldn't help but to turn and watch him. Instantly noticing the tattoo of a butterfly on his neck. She turned back around, sighing as she thought, "He's cute. Maybe if he gets stood up, I won't be bored tonight."
"Do you mind if I sit here?"
Hwa-young looked up as he sat down. She smirked, "Why ask? You are already sitting."
He smiled, "Are you here with someone?"
"Currently. You."
The man in front of her chuckled, "I see."
"What about So-ri? Did she cancel on you?", Hwa-young questioned.
"I canceled on her."
"Why would you do that?"
"Because..." Hwa-young noticed it. Noticed how he glanced at her lips right before he continued, "I felt like I didn't need to meet her tonight."
