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"May I sit with you miss?" His deep voice filling Somi's ears, immediately fell in love with the English accent.

"O-Oh yeah, sure." She stuttered. The attractive man chuckled, he faced away from her as he sat down.

Somi felt as if he was already ripping her clothes off-

"Oh, I didn't know you were Korean!" Her heart slightly jumped. She couldn't blame him, she looked like a foreigner.

"I'm half German." Somi smiled. The man raised his eyebrows in awe. "Oh wow! What's your name?"

"My name is Kang Somi, but my dad calls me Summer. He said it's easier to say without feeling awkward." I let out a breathy laugh, followed by a deeper one.

"I'm Kim Namjoon." He put his hand out, as we shook hands I couldn't believe how soft his hands were.

Suddenly the door's bell chimed which caught Namjoon's attention. He looked to see but ended up staring at the beautiful snow outside.

Doing this made Somi look at his side view, and his jawline. Her lips parted and tilted her head to see more of it. She was in awe of how hot this guy was.

She sneakily took a picture quickly before putting it back in her bag.

"Holy shit." Somi muttered, still shook. "Hm?" He put his attention back to her, raising his eyebrows.

As he looks at her expectantly, she continued. "Marry me." She let out with a hint of desperation in her voice.

This caused the man to blush and look down. He chuckled awkwardly, obviously flattered.

Somi shook her head and went back to her senses. "Uh, I mean-. Sorry.." She covered her face, feeling so embarrassed.

'What the hell is wrong with me?' Somi thought. She slowly uncovered herself and continued the conversation without repeating what just happened.

"So what do you do? What's your work?" Curiosity filling in the questions. Somi stopped drinking her tea and answered.

"I'm a photographer, I work with a lot of famous models or celebrities. Sometimes, I just do it for fun and help a friend with some debut or something." She filled in with information.

"Oh wow! I'm actually working as a model nowadays, maybe we could collaborate with each other!" He gave a bright smile, already excited with upcoming events.

"I'll gladly be there if you need me!" The positivity and kind talks were all the things they were doing.

It was quite different for Somi, she's rarely nice these days. She guesses it was his uplifting looks that convinced her to be in a good mood.

She loved his company, she feels that they will be good friends from now on. She kept smiling along through the conversation.

Somehow, she never felt more serene than ever. She knew she would be talking to this guy day and night. The lured girl liked him, she liked him a lot.

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"So now can you tell me why you're in such a good mood? I could've sworn you wanted to stab me in the chest just yesterday." Jimin putting confusion in his voice.

Somi's lips curving up into a meaningful smile. She let her hair fall down on her face before pushing it back.

"I met a very handsome guy today." She said, trying to stop herself from smiling. Her cheeks were starting to hurt since she was flattered ever since.

"Ooh~ What's his name?" He asked, trying hard not to laugh at his best friend. This was a new act from Somi to him.

"It's... ah~" The red flustered girl made sort of a 'meowing' sound with a cute a high pitched voice, Jimin trying not to roll his eyes.

"Kim Namjoon~" She held her cheeks feeling her face burning up. "Oh, I know him he's a friend of mine." Jimin shrugged.

The girl widened her eyes, Somi was screaming in the inside. "What?! Oh my god why didn't you tell me? Help me get with him. Please!" She pleaded with her eyes shining from the light.

"Hm.. No. I'm gay and Namjoon's mine." Jimin put his tongue out.

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