detention | pjh

29 | dance

Arin's POV

I sat at the round table beside Euiwoong. He was showing me the last minute overview of the plans for the dance that was to be held this Saturday night, which was tomorrow. The dance truly seemed like it would be a blast,

"The theme colors would be white, gold, and royal blue," Euiwoong says, pointing at a sketch of the room our dance would be held in.

I nodded and smiled, "thats a pretty color scheme," I say. Euiwoong nods excitedly and smiles back.

"Yeah, everything's all set except for catering. Yeri says she's on that and that we'd hear from the place soon," Euiwoong says. He picks up the papers and taps them gently on the table to straighten them out.

"So, did you already pick out what you were gonna wear?" He asks me. I look at him surprised, he didn't seem like the type of person to talk about this kind of stuff.

"Not... exactly..." I say, laughing nervously. I haven't even thought about what I was going to wear to the dance because I've been so busy. Euiwoong nods understandingly.

"You probably didn't have the time to look for a dress. If you were to ask me though, I'd say that you would look best in a white dress," he says. I give him a smile, "what are you? A fashion expert?" I ask jokingly. Euiwoong laughs until his phone suddenly goes off. He quickly answers his phone in embarrassment because we were currently in the library.

"Hello? What is it Yeri? Catering called? That's great!- They wanna talk to me? Why couldn't you tell them... You're not socially awkward- what- okok fine, I'm coming just wait," Euiwoong hangs up and sighs at his phone. He looks at me with a small smile.

"Sorry but, I gotta go help Yeri out. See you at the dance tomorrow night! Don't forget to go dress shopping!" Euiwoonh says before getting up.

"I won't! I'll keep your dress color suggestion in mind as well!" I say, smiling at him as he turns to walk away.

As soon as he walked out of the door, I stood up with my bag and zipped it up before turning to leave as well.

"Arin?" A voice from in front of me called put as I focused on my zipper. I froze in place after hearing the familiar voice and looked up slowly. The boy in which I have been avoiding for a few days stood in front of me.

"Oh, Jihoon... What are you doing here?" I ask him, completely nervous. He stood in front of me, looking down at me as I stared up at him and I could feel the heat building up in my cheeks as I stared at him.

"I was waiting for you," he says. My eyes widen and I quickly look away, trying to hide the blush on my cheeks.

"Why would you do that?" I ask quietly.

"I wanted to ask you something," he says. I hear him breath in deeply before exhaling, "I wanted to... Ask if you would like to be my date to the dance tomorrow night," he says, rushing a bit at the end. Shocked, I looked up at him and couldn't help but notice how nervous he was. His cheeks were tinted pink a bit and his fists were balled together tightly, his eyes wandering a bit every time they momentarily met mine.

His expression was so pure it made me soFt, I can't even.

I laugh a bit, causing him to look up.

"Why are you laughing?" He asks. I give him a smile before responding, "I'll go to the dance with you, you idiot."

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