I remembered how awkward we were during our first date. Baby, we were just staring at each other while we ate our food, and giggling occasionally. It was so cliché, and honestly, I hated how cliché it was. But, I grew to love cliché things because of you. You loved cliché things.
Like how I got something on my lip, and you just started giggling. You reached for a tissue and wiped my lip. If it was anyone else, I'd probably be annoyed. Instead of being annoyed, I just felt my face getting hot all of the sudden.
"You're blushing. How cute."
It was supposed to be me who were doing these to you, but seeing as you were older and clearly had more experience in these things, I just brushed it off. We asked questions about each other, and got to know each other a little more. Your name is Kim Hyorin. You have a brother called Kim Hyojong, who picked you up from the party that one time. Your favorite color was mint green. You loved cliché things. You have two huskies, Jong and Rin. You lived in a dorm with your roommate Younghee. You were only 153cm tall. You weighed 65kg. You have the same birthday as your older brother, which is on June 1. You were interested in Photography
You were far from the perfect weight or the perfect height, you didn't have the hourglass figure the girls wanted, you didn't have the desired paper white skin, you didn't have the clear face the media wanted. You were far from all of those. But, to me, baby, you were the most perfect person to me.
