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"I'll buy you an ice cream."

"What?" You looked up from your desk to see Jimin standing above you, hands in his jean pockets and looking nervously at the floor.

"I said I'll buy you ice cream, since you were so nice to me the other day." He squirmed under your surprised gaze. "Just--meet me after school, okay?" Without waiting for an answer, he turned and hurried away before you could say anything more.

Ice cream? With the awkward new kid? You wondered what your classmates would think if they saw you hanging out together--you cringed--on what would look like a date.

It was the devil and the angel on your shoulder; the devil whispered to leave him waiting and hope he gets the picture, while the angel told you to imagine yourself in his shoes and give him a chance.

With an audible sigh and a shake of your head, you settled for the angel. So I guess I'll meet him outside in a few hours, you thought. Wonder how that will go.

You pushed aside the what-ifs as soon as they started. Whatever happens will happen, you decided. One ice cream and he's no longer my problem.

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