Tomorrow is one of your guy friend's first day of his new job. To congratulate him, you planned on giving him some new set of socks.
Why socks? Because he always lose one of a pair. And the ones that have a pair are either stained, or have holes in them.
So, as a good friend, you want to give him something not that great, but something thoughtful.
When you got to the mall, you headed directly to the mens section and searched for the socks.
You were one of those people. You know what you want and you look for what you want. You buy what you want and get the hell out of there. Unlike the other girls.
Plain black socks, a pair of blue stripes, one red, and two grey stripes. Five pairs of socks seems good enough.
You immediately saw the blue stripes and the black one. The red one required you to tip on your toes a bit to reach it. But the freaking grey ones was a whole new level.
Who can reach those? Goliath?
Maybe if you jump... No? No.
Maybe one more try and you can... No. Still a no.
Asking help from others isn't your forte. So you were reluctant to ask for any.
But you didn't have to. Because some tall pillar came to you and offered it. "Which one? The grey one?" He asked, his voice, deep.
"Yeah. The one with the stripes." You said.
And with ease, he reached for the socks and you just stared at the marvelous sight. He must be Related to Goliath, somehow.
When you were watching him, you noticed how pretty he was. And you can't help but stare at his big eyes and seductive lips.
"Here you go." He said handing the pair of socks to you.
"Thanks." You said.
He then said, "No problem." Right before he went about his business.
He was about to walk away when you stopped him. Can I get your number? "Can you get another one of these?" You said, referring to the socks.
He smiled and said, "sure." Smiling. "Here you go. Need anything else?" He asked charmingly.
How 'bout your number. "No. That's all. Thanks for the help."
"You're welcome." He said, then he walked away.
He went to the other side of the shop and checked out the suit section.
You, on the other hand, was to pay for the socks and head straight to your friend. Like you always do.
But no. This time, you stayed. You stayed inside the shop, and followed the tall guy from the other side of the store. You stayed on your side, yes, but when he went left, you went there too. When he went right, you went right too.
You were definitely staring at him. He caught you multiple times, but that didn't stopped you. Though you did avoid eye contact, you still kept staring.
When he was done shopping he made his way to the cashier, where you followed him and met him there.
"You could go first." He said.
So you did. You placed the socks on that counter and have them scanned.
"So, no luck finding underwear for your boyfriend?" He said.
You looked to the side of the store you raided and saw that it was the underwear section.
"No." You said embarrassed. "No." You said again, trying to figure out wether to explain to him you don't have a boyfriend and you didn't find any underwear.
"You don't know what kind he wears do you." He said, sounding as if he was disappointed.
"No. No. I don't have a boyfriend."
"Really? Then whose are those?" He asked.
"This is for my friend." You explained.
"Ah." He sighed, gaining more understanding. "But why were you standing there at the underwear section?"
...
"Here you go, ma'am. Its $23.15." The cashier lady said. Thank you, girl! You know how to help out a fellow woman.
You got your socks and paid for them. You were so embarrassed that you weren't even up for another conversation with the nameless hottie.
So, as soon as you got your card back, you speed-walked out of that shop and headed to you parking lot.
Once you got to your car, you realized that you didn't have your keys on you. You mist have dropped it when you were fleeing for your integrity.
"Damn it!" You exclaimed. Why? Now you have to go back inside to look for your keys and probably see the handsome man you were running away from.
"You dropped your keys." A familiar deep voice rang behind you, to be followed by a clinging sound of a key and a chain.
Oh my gosh? Really?
"Oh my gosh! Thank you!" You acted outa and grabbed it away from him.
"Good thing I found it."
"Yeah. Good thing." You said, "well, I gotta go now. Give this to my friend."
"Of course. You should." He said, letting you get inside your car. "I'm Minho, by the way."
"Minho. Well, I'll see you around." Not.
"I'm sorry, but what's your name?" He asked in a hurry, before you could close your door.
"I'm (yn)"
"(YN)" he repeated awkwardly. "Today was a little awkward... I think we should see each other again soon."
"Well. We will see each other. Some time. Possibly in the distant future." Hoping.
"Well, I think we should see each other soon, so here's my calling card. Just hit me up when you're free." He said bravely.
Is he a business man? Why does he have a calling card?
"Ok." You said, snatching the card from him, carefully. Snatching it carefully.
"See you again." He said before walking towards his car.
"Yeah."
