Jungkook
"So this is it. This is where my mom's perfume was formulated. ^^"
I stared blankly at the vintage perfume store and noted people looking at us from inside. Seemed like they anticipated us coming in.
When we stepped inside the place, a mix of different sensation ran through me. I smelled time travel, elegance, people from the past... and it slowly decoded fragments of my memories all at once.
Perfumes do remind you of things that you have already forgotten.
"Bonjour madame Vivien"
"Hello Mylady, such a surprise... welcome to Paris. Needing a refill?"
(French)A blonde beautiful woman about in her late 30's approached us.
Michiko carefully took out her perfume box from her bag and handed it to the woman who she seemed to know quite well.
The woman gave me an amiable smile and lingered her eyes a little longer than she should. She had boldly spoken in French to Michiko.
"Your boyfriend looks like he just came down from his throne. Such a lordly face...and smirking like a king. Indeed, a good catch. How do you handle young hot men like him?"
(French)
Michiko smiled ang shyly glanced at me. I couldn't suppress a smile myself.
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