Park Chaeyoung was as boring as they come. Virgin, never kissed anyone. Until...she moved to Busan and was acquainted with the one and only, Lee Minho. Their story was pretty much a rollercoaster from there...
"i don't love him."
"that's a lie."
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her outfit?
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Park Chaeyoung
I began to quickly do my makeup. I decided to do a more natural look, not too much. I put mascara, lipstick, light foundation, and some pink blush on my cheeks (MY FACE). Then I brushed my hair, debating whether to leave it out or tie it up. I decided to tie it into a neat bun, pulling two strands out at the front. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. There, ready.
I was extremely nervous. What would we do? Would it be awkward? Would he show up? I mean...he'd better show up, or I'd throw hands. I looked down at my phone as a text came in.
Minho
you can meet me outside at the stairs
where the entrance is
I replied with a thumbs up, then sprayed some perfume, and left my room.
"Where are you going?" Hye-ryeoung asked. That's right, I hadn't told her.
"Oh uhm," I said. "I don't know to be honest."
"How did it go with Minho?"
"I'll tell you later, I promise," I said, looking at my watch. "I'll be late. Bye!"
I grabbed my keys, put on my shoes, then left. There were a lot of students outside, mainly because it was a really sunny day, for October. I sighed, and made my way to where Minho said he would wait. He did, thankfully, he was looking down at his phone when I got there. He looked up and smiled, immediately putting it away.
"Hey," he said.
"Hi," I breathed, taking in everything that he was wearing. He was wearing a basic outfit, yethe made it look amazing. Damn.
"I got you these," he said, and gave me a bunch of flowers. I blushed and took them.
"Thank you," I replied, smiling at him.
"Come, let's go," and to my surprise, he held his hand out. I took it and he led me quite faraway.
"Where are we going?" I giggled as he dragged me along. "Why's it so far?"
"I didn't want anyone to be there," he replied simply, and I smiled. He took me quite faraway from the school, and into a small area surrounded by trees. Tall trees. I gasped when I saw what was in the middle.
It was a picnic blanket, a really nice one, surrounded by flowers. In the middle, there was food. I love food. There was pizza, and potato chips (i call them crisps but idk what yall call them), and loads of sweet stuff. It looked really pretty. I smiled.
"Do you like it?" Minho asked, and I could tell he was nervous.
