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my heartbeat accelerated so much it was nothing but a whir of motion.

the figure in the van, it was dean.

me:

i quickly fumbled my pockets for a piece of paper, anything? he could sign on a piece of lint for all i care!

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i quickly fumbled my pockets for a piece of paper, anything? he could sign on a piece of lint for all i care!

nothing, nothing in my pockets. absolutely fRICKIN NOTHING.

i only had my phone and wallet with me! if i don't get his signature i think i would never be able to forgive myself.

i was so desperate i even stuffed my hand in the plastic bag containing the cake for a receipt even though i know i threw it away on the way out.

my fingers wrapped around something rectangular.

oh yes.

YES, BLESS GRANDMA KIM.

i fished out what i thought was a contact card for the bakery and with that in my left hand and my cake in my right, i tried to walk up confidently.

"hi, i really admire you and i am sorry i have nothing better to give you right now other than this cake, please accept it!" i was saying all this so quickly i was not even sure if he absorbed it. i looked down on the pavement covered with red leaves in embarrassment.

"it's okay, i love cake!" dean replied with a look of mischief before it was masked with a sweet smile.

the previous crowd of girls had gone, only i was left.

suddenly, his hand reached into the bag to open the cover of the box.

"i am so sorry! you should not even take it i forgot to tell you i accidentally smashed some of it due to my carelessness..." i mumbled with my cheeks flushing a bright red.

he chuckled.

"it's okay, cake is still cake! what flavour is it?" comforting me with a pat on the shoulder.

shocked from the warm touch on my cold shoulder, i stuttered, "red velvet, by the way, c-can i get your signature please?"

while he waited for me to give the contact card,  he quickly slipped his right hand in the bag and used his index finger to scoop some of the cream smeared on the sides of the bag. taking his hand out, he casually popped that finger in his mouth.

i handed him the contact card in my hand hastily and he read the printed side which i had not bothered to look at

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i handed him the contact card in my hand hastily and he read the printed side which i had not bothered to look at.

"so... if i reject you will you splash a cup of hot coffee in my face? black coffee is my favorite." he said with an emotion i could not decipher in his eyes.

my eyes widened in shock and realization i immediately snatched the contact card out of his hands seeing the familiar text.

"how to get a boyfriend:
1. come to our shop buy a cake
2. give it to your crush and tell him if the cake is tasty, we should be together
3. cakes from our shop are delicious, so you'll definitely succeed
* if he turns you down, please come to our shop again, we will give you a cup of hot coffee, to splash on his face."

"i-i am SO SORRY i had no idea it said that on the card please excuse me! you don't have to accept the cake if you don't want to!" i stuttered.

i was so embarrassed i wanted to dig a hole in the ground right then and there and disappear in it forever.

how am i so so so stupid to ruin this opportunity, now he thinks i'm a creep!

i wanted to pull my hair out in frustration.

AGHHHHHHHH, i wanted to whack myself.

——————(a/n): yO so i don't actually know if anyone is reading this BUT i try to update everyday

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(a/n): yO so i don't actually know if anyone is reading this BUT i try to update everyday. BUT i'm going on holiday to JAPAN soon so i'm sorry in advance if anyone is even reading this???

HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT :-)

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