flowers [kim doyoung]

fourteen

"soo... this is doyoung's house? this is huge! how dare this idiot didn't want me to come to his house? i'm in okinawa for a year before going back to tokyo" she mumbles as she looked up, gazing at the modern-like condominium.

she looks at the surrounding there, only people who are wealthy seems to stay there. she let her mind wonders how on earth doyoung managed to live this type of life— the life of the rich.

people walk here and there, looking presentable while she was there, wearing a wide army green pants tucked along with a black and white fitted blouse.

her waist was perfectly hugged by the black belt while she wore her white sneakers.

"guess i'm looking boyish enough for today. i should've wore my heels" she clutches her sling bag that she carried everywhere she went.

she entered the elevator and pushed the button that had the number seven.

soon, she looks at the torn paper that ivy gave her yesterday— reading the house number.

her eyes squinted when she looked at it.

"713? that's my favorite number though. ahh forget it, doyoung can't choose the house number. i must be nuts— he's going to kick me out as soon as i arrived in front of his— oh this house"

she stared at it, contemplating whether to knock or run away.

she didn't tell doyoung that she is coming. what if doyoung's not home? gosh that would be chaos.

she stood in front of the door for minutes, deciding hard.

what she didn't realize, the door in front of her opened.

she was still looking at her shoes.

"doyoung, i'm gonna go home now. anything happens, call me immediately. don't be stubbor— now who are you?" yuta stopped on his tracks as he opened the door, staring at keiko.

keiko was startled, she didn't even realized that she was contemplating that long.

her pupils dilated upon yuta's figure. she's like having a cottonmouth. yuta cocked his eyebrows, waiting for an answer to come out from her lips.

"what now yuta?" another voice joined yuta's while doyoung walked and stopped behind yuta, surprised seeing keiko at his doorsteps. doyoung quickly touch his left eye and sigh in relieved that he had his white eyepatch on.

"hey, you know her?" yuta ask doyoung who looked at her in a weird expression. the girl was clutching her sling bag with her delicate fingers, biting her lips— panicking, blushing, embarrassed.

"yeah, she's keiko. my best friend. yuta, this is keiko, keiko this is yuta, my other best friend" doyoung introduces them to each other. an internal gasp was made by yuta, his eyes enlarged by the time doyoung mentioned her name.

keiko, the one who doyoung loved..

he had to faked a sincere smile because all he wanted to do that time is to yell— to panic.

"hii keiko san" yuta bowed to her, in a way of politeness.

"hello yuta san" the girl also did the same towards him. doyoung looked at them in awkwardness.

"soooooooooo.... doyoung, i'm gonna go home first. so, keiko san, enjoy your stay" he said to both of them, making keiko nodded.

before the latter left, he whisper something to doyoung.

"hey, your loved one is in front of you, you can just claim her you know" yuta whispered, making doyoung's face heat up a bit.

but he slapped yuta's forehead in return, earning a grunt from the idiotic one.

"byeeee" he ran away in a cheeky manner, making doyoung sighed but he smiled a bit.

doyoung looked towards keiko who is in front of his doorstep.

"how did you know my place?"

"surprise?" a timid smile appeared on keiko's face, making doyoung wanted to hug her but he strained his self from doing so.

"come in, we'll talk inside"

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