super shy - 엄청 부끄러워 - p.jisung

eleven ೀ

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"Do you really want to stay inside the whole day?" questioned the Park boy as she rested her head on his chest

"I don't know what you have in mind?' she asked, glancing up at his sharp jawline

"I think it's time to tell you about 'Andy'" he laughed, as he sat up from the couch, forcing her to sit up

"Oh shoot I forgot about it," she laughed

"Get ready," he kissed her forehead leaving the room

✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ･ﾟ✧

"You brought me to school?" Minhee raised one of her eyebrows as he held her hand

"Just wait," he dragged her to the back of the school, confusing her even more. Opening the barbed wire gate. Entering the woods, he pulled her body to his closer. Finally, a few meters away from the school, a white shed was in front of them

"This is it," he announced, looking at her side profile. He squeezed her hand, taking a few steps. Expanding the door, revealing a lit-up room with a small stage with drums, a microphone stand, guitars hung up on the side, and a beatbox in the corner

"Woah," left her mouth at the side of the small but cozy band set

"Is this where your band plays?" she questioned

"Technically this is where we practice, it's perfect for us. Since it is right next to school we can sneak out," he explained with a proud tone

"How many members are in your band?" she questioned

"It's five of us," he revealed, nodding his hand, "Oh come sit here," he directed her to one of the two high black ceramic tables with three seats

"So you come here every day after school?"

"Only when I have no homework,"

"Um give me a second," he hopped off the chair, walking up the small stage and going by hung-up guitars. He picked up the one in the middle, a white one with black accents.

"I have a lot of free time so I make lyrics," he laughed awkwardly as he sat down on one of the steps of the stage

"Do you sing?" she looked at the boy with a sense of admiration

"I'm insecure of my voice," the Park boy admitted with a faint smile

"Don't worry I won't judge your singing, I can't really speak since I have no talent with music at all," she giggled, trying her best to loosen him up