CHAPTER 4

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Hyunjae's POV



A peaceful wind welcomes us and is a sign that we are already here at the park. I never imagine that I'll bring someone to my favorite place. This is just a friendly date, right?

"Are you spacing out? Is there something bothering you? Chanhee asked.

"Ah, nothing. Don't mind me." I answered him with assurance.



"Are you sure?"



"Yes" 



While guaranteeing him, we heard a bell, and it made the both of us search for where the sound was coming from.



"Ice cream!" Chanhee excitedly said while running to the vendor.



"Wait for me!" I exclaimed while chasing him.



The scenery is undeniably cute for me to handle. His fluffy hair going upside down with the wind complements his pretty face. His smile and eagerness to buy the ice cream are like a kid who wants to buy his favorite candy. It's impossible not to adore him. Since the day I met him, everything he does has been really cute.

My adoration got interrupted when I heard someone shouting from a distance.



"Hyunjae, would you like to have an ice cream? Chanhee asked.



"I would love to," I said while smiling at him.



"C'mon. Let's choose what flavor we should choose," he said while the excitement never left him.


"Chocolate would do," I said.


"Give us 1 chocolate and 1 cookies and cream, please," He told the vendor.



Even the way he orders is adorable. I must be lucky to have witnessed his cuteness. Admit it, you're also jealous, aren't you? You wish you also had a cute and kind friend like him.

After ordering, we sit at the nearby bench to eat our ice cream. The ice cream itself adds freshness to the situation. Everything is perfect. It's like a dream, but a reality. To be honest, this is more perfect than a dream, to the point that I don't want to go to sleep and just witness this life happening forever. Who thought life could be good like this?



"Hyunjae, your ice cream is melting. Are you sure you don't have problems? You've been spacing out," he said with a hint of worry.





"I'm not; the ice cream is too good. I never tasted ice cream this amazing, and I think that's why." I lied.

"Are you sure? We just met, but look, we're pretty friends now. You can tell me what's disturbing you," he said while patting my shoulders.





If I told him the reason, this might be our last meeting. Based on the situation, it's much better if I keep this myself.



"Chanhee, it's pretty dark; let's go. I'll send you home," I said, changing the topic.



"It's okay, I can go home myself," he refused.



"Eyy, as a friend, let me send you home. Don't worry, everything will be fine. I'm not going to space out while driving." I spoke out while joking.



"Fine, it feels like I have no choice too."





"You really have no choice, HAHAHA. Let's go.















Chanhee's POV



He opened the car door for me and sat in the passenger seat. I never thought that someone would be willing to be friends with me. It's my first time having a friend, and it's very nice to have one.

While on our way home, Hyunjae decided to turn on the music.



"Is there any song you want to play? He asked.



"Anything is fine," I told him.



You gave me a reason for my being.
And I love what I'm feeling.
You gave me meaning in my life.
Yes, I've gone beyond existing.
And it all began when I met you.
I love the touch of your hair.
And when I look into your eyes,
I just know I'm onto something good.
And I'm sure my love for you will endure.
Your love will light up my world.
And take all my cares away where they can't bother me~~~~



"That's my favorite song!" I exclaimed.


"Really? That's my favorite too," he said.





While talking, I didn't realize that we were already at my destination.



"Thank you!" I thanked him.



"No worries," he said.







Hyunjae's POV





A pretty boy who has an interest in perfumes, a pretty boy who likes ice cream, and a pretty boy who shares the same favorite song as mine. What else am I going to learn about you? We've just met, but one thing is for sure: it feels like more than a friend.




















































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