The camera clicked, taking what seemed like the 100th photo in the last few minutes. I stood in the middle row of the group of captains, my shoulders rolled back and my eyes looking at the camera.
A small smile lingered on my lips, but every second, it began to fade as I grew impatient, waiting for the photographer to let us go.
"Now everybody smiles and say Barcelona," The photographer says, "One, two, three"
"Barcelona.." the crowd murmurs, clearly unamused with his antics.
I sigh, scanning my eyes over the group around me. I turned my head to look behind me, but before I could glance back, I made eye contact with the one person currently on my mind, Kwon.
To my surprise, the boy is already looking directly at me. We hold eye contact for what feels like a million years, but in reality, it is only a couple of seconds.
"Girl in the middle, face the camera!"
The photographer calls me out in his thick accent, and I quickly snap my head back to face towards the front.
Although I am embarrassed, I quickly recover and smile at the photographer, watching as he takes another photo. I could just feel the sly grin Kwon wore behind me, cocky that I was caught staring at him.
"Ok, one more-"
The photographer gets cut off by Tory abruptly walking away. I watched as she walked out of the room, Robby following shortly after.
The group broke apart, and before I could walk away, I felt someone grab my wrist. I whip my head around, facing none other than Kwon, who quickly let go of my arm, only wanting to get my attention.
"Hey there, stalker," I say while grinning, watching as his eyebrows raise in fake confusion.
" How am I a stalker, Annette?" He replies, his mouth turned up into a smirk.
His name rolls off of my tongue perfectly, and I can't help but pause and look at him as my heart rate begins to speed up.
Covering up my nervousness, I give a quick laugh, "Great, so now you know my name and my Instagram. Considering you followed it, I'm at least expecting you to like some of my posts while you are busy with your stalking"
"Well, if you want me to like your posts, I'm expecting you to follow me back," He says back confidently, crossing his arms while maintaining eye contact.
Well, shit.
I didn't think he would care that I hadn't followed him back yet.
I roll my eyes while turning to walk away.
"Your Instagram didn't mention you have a boyfriend," He adds, standing behind me.
I pause, looking over my shoulder while grinning,
"I'll see you around, Kwon"
I watch as his eyes widen a bit, probably surprised I knew his name. I spun back around and walked to my teammates, who stood in the corner.
"That was painful," I tell them, watching as Matteo rolls his eyes, silently agreeing. Gio slings his arm around my shoulder,
"Well, maybe if you were focused on the camera instead of the guy behind you, it would have ended sooner," he remarks teasingly.
I scoff, "Since when have you become so observant?"
"Oh please, it's not every day Annette Leblanc chases after a man; it's normally the other way around," Antonio adds, and I give him a look that says, "Stay out of this."
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