Nine: Friends Meet Friends

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Chaeyoung POV

"Hey, we're here cub, wake up. "

I opened my eyes and looked outside the window and saw that we're inside the campus already.

I found Mina sitting close right beside me.

I honestly feel like if Mina was the one to wake me up everyday I would wake up in the happiest mood a person could have. I mean who wouldn't?

That was the most angelic and sweetest voice I've ever heard. I feel soft just hearing it repeating in my head.

"You wanna go outside or what?", Mina teased.

I realized I've just been staring at her, repeating her sweet voice inside my head.

"Oh- yeah, let's go.", I let out a small laugh.

We got inside the campus and I noticed that there's barely any people yet.

"What time is it?", I asked Mina.

"There's still about an hour left before classes starts.", Mina responds.

"Well we're earlier than usual."

"Come on, let's hang out somewhere else.", Mina said.

We walked to the marble table near the football field that's right below an oak tree.

Once the sun rises, this could be the perfect table outside since its covered by the tree, I think to myself.

Mina takes a seat at the bench. She pats the seat beside her, telling me to sit beside her.

"So, you said you wanted to get to know me more.", Mina says, holding back a smile.

Well I totally forgot I told her that.

"Oh, uh- yeah.", I respond shyly.

"Hmmm.. what can I talk about...", she thinks for a while. "Well I was born in the US."

"Really? Where in the US?" I ask

"I was born in Texas."

"Ooh, so you're like a cowgirl.", I teased her. "Maybe I should've been saying howdy instead of hello all this time."

"Oh shut up.", Mina says back, but not in the cold tone she used to have

"And then soon after we moved to Japan because of my dad's business. That's when I decided to tra-"

"Train in ballet for 11 years. Right?", I cut her off.

"H-how did you know?" Mina asked with a surprised face.

"Jihyo-unnie told me about it. She said you do it with the most elegance one can have."

"S-she t-told you that??" She embarassedly asked

"And that you have the prettiest voice", I added.

She bows her head out of embarrassment. "I really don't."

"I'll be the judge of that. Can you sing for me? Or maybe do a little ballet?", I hopefully asked.

"Haha, No.", she says sternly, still having her head down.

She knows she's good, she's just playing hard to get. I really want to hear her sing or see her dance though.

I really don't like doing this, but if I have to....

I held her hand and I raised my eyebrows to give off my cutest puppy eyes.

Her head swings the second our hands touched.

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