Cafe - Hwitae

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     "Class is dismissed" Ms. Park shouted as students rushed to leave the room. Hwiyoung was quickly joined by Seolhee who had a huge smile on her face.

     "Okay, so what time does club end?" She was bouncing in place. She was excited to help out her friend. 

     "I'm not sure but he told me he would text me when he got out." She nodded and pulled him by the arm out of the room. "Where are we going?"

     "Well right now, we're going to the mall." She stopped when they got outside. "We need to get you ready for your date!"

     "I would hardly call it a date. We're just going to get some food." Seolhee scoffed at Hwiyoung's statement. 

     "We're just going out for food." She mocks and continues walking to the bus stop. When they arrived she stood look for the bus. Hwiyoung stood behind her and pulled out his phone. "I hate the bus. At least the bus to the mall. It's always a rough ride."

     "I don't usually go to the mall." Hwiyoung responded. Seolhee turned to look at him.

     "And that is why we're going. So I was thinking if we go with a more edgy look. I think it would be nice. Maybe a leather jacket, some nice boots, dark jeans. Also w-" Hwiyoung cut her off, shaking his hands.

     "I was thinking that a new hoodie would be nice. I have clothes at home." She rolled her eyes but nodded. The bus pulled up and the two payed their fares before sitting down near the back. 

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     The bell had rung and Taeyang hoisted himself out of his chair. He knew that he had club and they were working on a lot of new, hard choreographies. He threw his bag over his shoulder and walked to the locker hall. When he reached his locker, he unlocked it and swapped his backpack out for his gym bag out. 

     "Hyung!" Chani shouted down the hall to the older. Taeyang turned and smiled at him. He had a bag over his shoulder as well. "How long do we go for today?"

     "Should be an hour or two at the most." They walked to the locker room together. 

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     They were shopping for about an hour until Hwiyoung finally found a jacket that Seolhee approved of. They took the bus back to his house and he changed. He looked at himself in the mirror and groaned.

     "I look like I live in a dumpster." He turned to look at Seolhee who was sitting on his bed. She looked him over.

     "You look great. I'm sure he'll love it. One question though." She looked at him, almost nervous. He narrowed his eyes, worried about what she would ask.

     "Okay..."

     "Let me do your makeup!" Her eyes widened and she had a big smile across her face. Hwiyoung groaned again and shook his head. 

     "No way. I won't let you do it." He sat down at his desk.

     "C'mon. It won't be too much. Something subtle to compliment the look." Hwiyoung ran his hands through his hair. 

     "Why do I feel like I'm going to regret this?" She jumped off of her bed and started sifting through her bag. She pulled out a smaller, thick bag. She opened it and set it on the desk. Pencils, brushes, small pallets, lipsticks, and even a few little round containers busted out.

     "Now I'm not going to do anything too ambitious. We'll go subtle on the eyeliner, a little bit of eye shadow, nothing too much, and then maybe some highlighter." Hwiyoung looked up at her, his face blank with confusion. "Just let me work my magic."