"I'll share my paradise with you."
In which a high school girl has had a hopeless crush on Han Jisung since she met him last year, but what she thinks is a mere friendship blooms into something more.
(sequel of Spiderlove)
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started: 6/21/2024
end...
By the time the final bell rings, I'm practically bouncing with excitement on the edge of my chair, far too excited to go to the records store. And when it finally does ring, I'm bolting out of the room on my way to that very destination, feeling like I'm prancing on a rainbow.
Except I don't actually do that, because that's not very mysterious and cool. Even though I almost want to.
Instead, I calmly rise from my desk, make my way up to my locker, grab the things I need, and turn around, only to see Jisung waiting in front of me.
"Are we going?" He says with an enthusiastic smile.
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You look like an excited puppy right now.
"Thanks, you look like a cute kitty right now."
The instant the words reach my ears, heat rushes to my face, transforming me into an overripe tomato. Be it because of the fact that I accidentally said my thoughts out loud, or because Jisung called me a "cute kitty", or both.
"So? Are we going?" he repeats with the same excited expression.
"Y-yes!" I reply, closing my locker while trying to make the flusteredness go away, "Follow me."
After bidding a quick goodbye to our friend group, we hastily skip down the stairs and exit through the front doors of the school.
"There's a lot of K-pop stores in Seoul but I always go to the same one," I explain to Jisung as I lead him away from the school, "I've become a regular customer so I would never cheat on it."
"Fair," Jisung says, "How far away is it?"
"Thirty minute walk...do you want to take transit?"
"No!" He clarifies, "we should walk. It's longer that way."
"Why do you want it to be longer?"
"No reason."
I nod, and silence falls over us. Jisung is quick to break it.
"How often do you go to the K-pop store?"
I'm about to answer when suddenly a thought occurs to me.
Usually I'm the one asking the questions or staying silent. No one ever asks me anything.
He wants me to talk about myself.
The thought makes me feel shy and elated at the same time.
"Whenever I feel like it. Often enough that I know the employees, I guess."
"That's so cool!"
"Do...you ever go?"
"I buy albums that I really like. But I have to really like them. Like all the songs have to be really good."
