A blind date arranged by friends, turns out to be surprisingly perfect.
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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. Seungcheol checked his phone one last time, eyes scanning over the message from his friend.
'You're gonna love this guy. Trust me.'
He sighed, adjusting his jacket before stepping into the cozy cafe where the blind date was set up
He wasn't one to get nervous, but this was different.
A blind date, arranged by friends, he wasn't sure if he should be excited or worried.
Inside, the cafe had a warm, welcoming glow, and Seungcheol immediately spotted Vernon sitting at a small table near the window.
He looked just like the description; a calm, casual vibe, wearing a hoodie and jeans, with an almost effortlessly cool demeanor.
Vernon was scrolling through his phone, his lips curving into a half-smile when Seungcheol approached.
"Vernon?"
Seungcheol asked, slightly hesitant.
Vernon looked up, a flicker of recognition in his eyes.
"Seungcheol, right?"
He stood up, offering his hand with an easy smile.
"Yeah, nice to meet you."
Seungcheol shook his hand, feeling a bit more at ease. Vernon had a relaxed energy that was almost contagious.
They both sat down, and after a brief, slightly awkward pause, Seungcheol broke the ice.
"So, do you go on a lot of these blind dates your friends set up?"
His tone was light, teasing.
Vernon chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair.
"Not really. I think they got tired of me never meeting anyone, so they took matters into their own hands."
He glanced out the window, his smile a little sheepish.
"And you?"
"Same here. I thought it would be well, different."
Seungcheol admitted, glancing at the table.
"But you seem cool so far."
Vernon raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes.
"So far, huh? Well, I'll try not to ruin that."
Seungcheol laughed, relaxing further.
"No pressure."
As the conversation unfolded, the initial awkwardness faded quickly.
Seungcheol found himself fascinated by how Vernon spoke, calm but thoughtful, like every word he chose mattered.

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