Jisoo's POV
"Why?" I ask him silently, not wanting the teacher to hear our conversation. The teacher came in just before I was about to talk to Seungcheol.
He shrugs, "Cause I can, so why not?" I look at him skeptically, he's got guts to wear that in school especially as a guy.
"Don't you think it's a little bit feminine?" I'm really curious to why he would use something so girly, no offense. "I don't see a sign that says guys aren't allowed to wear make up." He replies slyly. I guess that's true.
I was about to say something but got interrupted by the teacher silencing me. "Jisoo! Pay attention!" I stand up and bow and apologize.. but I don't mean it.
"Why do you wear it though?" I whisper more quietly this time. I feel like a police in an interrogation room. "It looks pretty." He smiles at me, I can't argue.. His lips do look pretty.
The bell rings and every one rushes out of the class as fast as lightning.. Okay maybe I'm exaggerating.
The teacher glares at me before I exit the class. I'm not getting on her good side.
"So are you done with your interview with me? Or do you have more questions that I need to answer?" He chuckles, I roll my eyes at his words.
"No, but I wanted to say something."
"What?"
"It looks good on you."
He stares at me questioningly, I wave him goodbye and look for my friends.
