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8

Who the hell decided to start screaming at... 12 pm? hahah, I love my sleep too much. Anyways, the screaming bastards woke me up with their stupid screaming at their stupid videogame.

Wow, I'm in such a bad mood today, what's wrong with me?

I go downstairs since I'm so hungry I could eat for twelve people and still have room in my stomach for more. I see a plate with a couple pancakes and sliced strawberries, and a cup of milk. I guess it's for me so I eat it, pleased to finally fill my empty, empty stomach. Then, I check my phone and see 1 messages from Jack asking me if I got here well, why I didn't message him and more stuff like that...

I quickly reply with a 'Sorry I forgot with all the unpacking and stuff.' and also ask him about his life, it would be rude not to, and, after all, he's the only one that has contacted me.

I also see a message from X (the person whose number I found yesterday).

'Annyeong, who are you and how did you find this number?'

So many questions but I still reply:

'It's Nari, I found your number in my garden.'

A couple minutes later I hear my phone ding again:

'Narissi!! It's Chan!!'

'Yeol. Chanyeol!!'

'OOOH haaaiii, how are you?'

We spend the rest of the morning texting and he's telling me about how jealous Baekhyun is because he is talking to me and not him.

hahah, kyoot.

Suddenly, eomma bursts in my room telling me to get ready, because she signed me up for school and today was the last day to visit it and other stuff I didn't understand, for she was speaking too fast and loud for me to actually process it.

I get up from my bed after saying goodbye to Chanyeol and throw on the first thing I see in my walk in closet, which happens to be a light blue tee and a denim short skirt and some black old school Vans.

I run downstairs after applying a bit of make up, deodorant and perfume.

"I'M READY!" I yell even though eomma's right by my side. We get going and start walking in direction to the Seoul High School, in the heart of Seoul. I remembered it to be closer, although it's just a 20 minute walk.

We walk right beside the football field, where some boys are playing. I must admit, they are very, very good looking. Also, there is a very cute guy playing basketball. Alone. I'd like playing basketball with him, actually.

"Nari, why are you staring at that boy?" Eomma says taking me out of my daydream.

"Huh? Nah, just wondering why he is alone?" I answer half-heartedly.

"Maybe, because he wants to. You can go play with him, I know you love basketball." Mom says kind of making me go talk with him.

"I'll think about it and play with him when the visit is over, if he's still here." I say shrugging my shoulders and going into the school.

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Ugh, it's finally over. I wanna see if basket boy is still out there.

We go out of the front door and past the football field again. He's sitting by the basket, drinking from his watter bottle.

I look up at eomma and sigh, knowing that she won't let me stay out this late in the center of Seoul with a boy I don't even know.

She looks down at me, sighs, smiles, and tells me to go. Then, she laughs, so I guess my eyes lit up too much.

I then watch her disappear and I approach the boy. I sit down by his side, leaving security space.

"Hey." I say shyly, looking at my fidgeting fingers.

There's an incredibly awkward silence.

"Hey." He says coldly. "You know who I am, don't you? That's why you approached."

"Mwo? I don't know you, I just talked to you cause I saw you playing basket earlier and you looked nice. I'm sorry, I'll be leaving now." I say, getting up, but he grabs a hold of my right wrist and pulls me so I that I'm sitting back down.

"I'm sorry, I'm just so used to people trying to get near me cause I'm 'famous', I just tend to push everyone away. I'm Suga." He explains holding out his hand for me to stretch, which I do.

"Suga? I'm Nari, but what do you mean you're famous?" I say curiosity getting the best of me.

"Yeah, I'm a BigHit trainee. I'm a rapper, and I'll be debuting next year probably with my group, Bangtan Sonyeondan." He explains.

"Oh that's cool, I'll be your first fan." I say laughing.

He laughs too, and god, it's so cute. "So, do you have any dreams?"

"Yeah, I've always wanted to be a rapper and singer." I say shyly, since we have actually so much in common.

"Oh, is that so?" He asks with a grin on his face, and we both laugh shyly. "It's getting late, mind if I walk you home? I don't want you walking alone at this time."

Aw, he cares about me. Kinda.

"Yeah, sure."

We start walking, talking about everything and anything, singing, or at least trying to, and rapping to soft songs. He shows me some of the songs he's written. He's so sensitive under all those layers of rudeness and coldness, he's got a warm heart, such a beautiful mind.

"By the way, how old are you?" I ask, because I realized I do not know how old is the boy of my dreams.

"I'm nineteen, and you are... let me guess... Seventeen?"

"Exactly." I say letting out a small chuckle. "We're here." I say pointing to my house.

"Okay, gimme your phone." I cautiosly take out and hand it to him after asking why.

He types something and gives it back to me. Then he wishes me good night and starts walking away.

I enter the house and sigh.

"How was he?" Eomma says winking at me.

"He was nice, and cute. Very cute." I say laughing and hearing my phone ding.

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PICTURE: Kim (later Hall) Haegi, portrayed by Yoon Yoosun.