Jungkook. The bad boy. The cute one. The player. I shouldn't love him. But I can't help it. He's a bad boy and a player. I could never trust him. But I do. For whatever reason. Why? I'm so stupid. He just going to break my heart.. Or will he?
Mrs. Jung walked in. "(Y/N)? Jungkook? Did I interrupt something?" She sternly looked at us.
I sighed. "I'm sorry." She dismissed us, not wanting to put up with us anymore.
"Sushi?" He looked at me. I looked at him, our eyes meeting. "U-uhm, sure."
'Aigoo. I'm such a pabo. Why did I stammer?'
"I'll pick you up tomorrow around 5. Here. Just in case you need to contact me..." He shrugged.
•••Later•••
It was time for my 'date'. I got dressed in an adorable blue skirt with polka dots, a white t with a tan sweater over it, brown heels, and a light brown purse. I pulled my hair into a braid and grabbed my phone.
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The doorbell rang and Miso Jun-hee, a maid in her late twenties, opened the door to reveal a handsome Jungkook wearing a white tshirt, a black jacket, black skinny jeans, and white converse.
"Ready?" He asked. I nodded and he led me into his bright red DMW. He opened the door and once I was in me closed it, getting in on the driver side.
"Thank you, oppa Jungkook!~" he smiled at my childness-ness. We pulled into the parking lot of 'Miso Lee Hyun Sushi Dushi Sushi Dine-In'.
"Fancy~~" I said playing with my hair, jokingly.
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After we ate he kissed my forehead. "Goodnight (Y/L/N) (Y/N)~~~" I replied with a 'annyeong' before shutting the door.
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A/N: I know I have updated and this is short and bad but hey! I updated~ be proud~~~
