"Yes?" He answers with a slightly annoyed look on his face. Our eyes meet each other and a look of surprise washes over his good looking features.
Yes, I said good looking because in that moment I can truly say that he took my breath away, as cheesy as that may sound.
He looked tired, I'll admit, but his eyes strangely reminded me of a feline and those lips, boy were they pretty! They looked as soft and pink as cotton candy adding a beautiful contrast to his pale skin.
"Hi," I bow and snap myself out of my trance, "I don't mean to bother you but I honestly cannot sleep because of what you're doing."
His eyes widen slightly probably because he's surprised that I speak Korean, I guess. I get that reaction a lot.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." He mumbles in his deep voice and bows.
"It's okay, can you just keep it down a little, please?" I ask politely.
"Of course. I'm sorry." He apologizes again and I smile before I began walking away, while he stares at me.
After I shut my front door I hear him do the same and let's just say, that night his face was the only thing keeping me up.
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Caramel Machiatto
FanfictionHe's a struggling producer. She's a struggling art major. They're neighbors in an apartment complex in Seoul, and they seem to always see each other but no one ever said a word to the other, until one day.
