chaeyoung's point of view
momo and i got to the café early. she didn't want to make the girl wait so i didn't have much time to wear something nice. momo laughed so hard when she saw my outfit, fitted blouse and loose shorts. i'm not that fashionable or something so expect me to wear fitted shirts and else.
but when i dress nicely, it's momo who made me wear it.
i was imagining myself wearing oversized shirts and i automatically cringed at the thought. i'm an outfit repeater, who cares?
"chaeyoung, she's here." momo whispered and i immediately fixed myself. this is embarassing.
she walked towards the door, closing her umbrella, and entering the café. it felt like slow motion. she's dead gorgeous, i feel like my heart just stopped beating.
"it's a pleasure to finally meet you, ms. hirai."
i was stunned, i couldn't move.
"drop the formalities, just call me momo." they shook hands and there i was, still stunned from my seat.
it was like my eyes were made to stare at her. she looked astonishingly beautiful. i wouldn't mind staring at her forever. gosh, how can someone be this gorgeous?
"by the way, this is my friend." momo turned to me and i shook my head to remove my stupid thoughts. i smiled at the girl, she smiled back.
"s-son chaeyoung, just call me chaeyoung."
"pleased to meet you, chaeyoung. i'm myoui mina, but you can call me mina." she offered her hands and my heart was beating erratically as i felt my hand touch her soft palm, it felt perfect.
i didn't realize i was holding her hand for a long time when momo cleared her throat, oh my god.
"o-oh, i'm sorry." she gave me a gummy smile before seating beside me, facing momo.
i felt my heartbeat fast, again.
why am i nervous? am i starting to develop a crush from a girl? oh no.
"shall we start discussing the schedule?"
"we shall."
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