"Hey  Hana what cha- whoa!" Sehun accidentally banged his back on Hana's  bedroom door in an exaggerated attempt to avoid Hana's flying piece of  clothing. He looked towards his left while shutting the door and picked  up the potential unintentional weapon, Hana's black shorts. He observed  the clothing and for no apparent reason put it in front of his waist to  see how it would look on him. Hana, who had originally pulled out from  her cupboard to bow an apology, stared at her cousin with a weird gaze.  Sehun looked back up and saw his cousin potentially judging him and gave  an adorably dumb smile before tossing them on her bed. Although  belatedly, Hana bowed to her cousin and Sehun picked a random shirt from  the floor and threw it on her head, her view now completely due to the  obstruction from the fabric. 
                              "I  thought I told you to stop apologizing for everything dummy. Especially  to me." Sehun reminded and Hana pulled her shirt away with a huff. She  rolled her eyes at her cousin and continued rummaging through her  cupboard. Sehun walked towards her bed, stepping over the clothes that  were scattered on the floor. Sehun wondered what had his usually neat  cousin carelessly tossing her stuff everywhere. He casually lied on her  bed, his legs hanging and touching the floor as he propped himself up on  his elbows and watched his cousin go crazy. He tilted his head as he  saw her struggle. Hana was about to have a breakdown. After agreeing to  Lay's plan last night she didn't bother on what she would wear, anything  she wore usually would be fine. It was a group gathering after all. But  later today, when she asked Lay when Baekhyun and the others would get  there, he simply said it would be just the two of them since the others  were 'busy'.
                              Less  than twenty minutes ago, she realized she'd be going to the arcade  alone with Lay. Suddenly Hana felt like she had nothing to wear. She  groaned the second she opened her closet. Everything was black, white or  grey. And the colors that she would've normally worn without hesitation  before suddenly looked too bland and boring to her. She didn't have  many clothes to begin with, but the ones she did have, she didn't feel  like wearing them.
                              Sehun  tilted his head as he saw his cousin helplessly staring at the almost  empty closet. They heard a buzz and he saw Hana dash towards it. He saw  her smile at her phone before she put it back down and bit her lip as  she stared at her scattered clothing. Her room looked like it belonged  to Cruella Devil, the floors were covered with black and white with  occasional grey, and there were a few shoes upside down on her bed,  those too were black.
                              Hana  sat at the edge of her bed next to Sehun with deflated shoulders.  Nothing, she had nothing to wear. Well technically she DID. She just  didn't like what she had. When did she even buy so much black anyways?  She hardly ever went shopping, and the few times she did, the only  colors she bought were black, white and grey? Why did she even get only  these colors in the first place? She groaned and collapsed on her bed.  Sehun chuckled as he lied down next to her and stared at her face.  Something about the way Sehun stares at her always annoys the heck out  of Hana. She glared back at him after he stared at her for a minute and  he gave her that toothy grin of his and Hana instantly smiled. Her  cousins sure had a certain effect on her. Well, that's childhood bonding  for you. If you've had someone with you since diaper years, of course  they'd know about all of your buttons.
                              "So...." Sehun started as he momentarily looked away. He shortly looked back and found Hana staring towards the ceiling. 
                              "What's  got my clean freak stressed enough to trash her room with....." he craned  his neck a little and kicked the closest piece her found, "clothes."  Sehun relaxed his neck and Hana huffed before covering her face with her  hands. Why was she so stressed anyways? It was just an outing. A usual  outing. Nothing new. She could wear whatever her closet had to offer,  then why did have such a hard time deciding? It was a regular outing,  just her and that...... dimple person. This was probably the first time  they'd be alone out. Well, second actually. But considering that the  trip to the convenience store was not exactly planned, this would be  their first official 'alone' outing. She wanted it to be a  little....different? and she had no idea why. Just the mere thought of  being alone with that guy had her head going crazy. Hana may be  introverted and anti social, but she was still a girl. There was a time  when even she was 'normal' and she knew how crushes worked. It did take  her a while, but it hit her in the face pretty hard. It hadn't even been  long. She realized it on the day they went to Baekhyun's house. Lay had  been ignoring her and it bugged her to no ends. She was irritated that  day but not because Baekhyun was now in on her secret but because a  certain someone paid no heed to her for no apparent reason. That day  even after they were back to normal and back home, she couldn't  concentrate. She considered the possibility of her having a crush on him  but didn't want to accept it. Finally, during the early hours of day  when the sun was sneaking out into the sky was when she accepted the  fact that yes, she did have a crush on him. But just a crush, a minor  crush. She figured this was probably another sign that showed her  improvement. But her crush seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and  recently whenever they made contact she would internally erupt with  butterflies. Of course she'd have a crush on him, Lay was a naturally  likeable guy. But she tried to limit her 'feels', because although the  secretly unicorn loving boy was all a girl would want in a guy, Hana was  the exact opposite. She hadn't even said a word to him and they had  known each other for six months already.
                                      
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  