i'm here at the café, waiting for somi. it's been five minutes since 10, she's late.
"hey, sorry i'm late. chaeyoung was suspicious so i kind of had a hard time escaping her curiousity." i was confused on what she said but what she said next got me more confused, and curious.
"there's something i need to show you." she opened her pouch and got a paper, it looks crumpled but she fixed it so i can see what's written on it.
i was frozen.
"can you see what it is?"
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it was me, on my umbrella. it was the day i first met her. w-what does it mean?
she handed me another piece of crumpled paper,
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it was me again, my baby picture.
she drew me,
why would she draw me?
does it mean she's captivated by my beauty? does she find me as an art? what does it mean? fuck, this is so confusing.
"w-why?" my heart was beating so abnormally fast and i feel like every word that she's about to say was making me nervous.
"she likes you, silly." no way.
"no, erase the word like, she loves you." no fucking way.
"you're kidding, stop playing around." i looked away, feeling hesistant about her words.
"why would she draw you? it's obvious that she's in love with you, don't be too oblivious, you dummy. you were the first person to be drawn by her, she's never drew anyone, even yeri." i couldn't utter a word, is she really serious?
