Cherry Chapstick || Min Yoongi

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Appearance-wise, she liked him: his raven hair and creamy skin had her eyes on him. She could get to know him, if she bothered to come to the shop often. It seemed like he worked there every week, so her brain told her it wouldn't hurt to visit from time to time.

So she did.

There were days when he wasn't present, and there were days when he was. If she needed to be honest, she enjoyed seeing him turn so flustered at every word that came out of her. It was as if she was bright pink paint that would invisibly spray colour on his face.

He was her canvas. And she decided to spend more time on her art.

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