Without you -- Life with NCT 127

Chapter 2

Me: Mark?! Who is this guy...?

Mark: Trust me, you don't wanna know...

Me: Why?! Please, tell me!

Mark: It's Taeyong, the bad boy of this
            school. Get out of his way if you
            don't want to have any problemes.

For now, this response is enough.

Me: Ok.

Mark: Wanna go to the milkshake bar this
            eve?

Me: I don't know. I have a date with Yuta.
        But I don't know yet, where and when
        it is.

Mark: YOU HAVE A DATE WITH YUTA?!?!?

Shit. I shouldn't have told him that.

Mark: Yesterday you didn't even know he
            exists and one day later you have a
            date with him.

He bursts into laughter.

Mark: Well, I guess it's easy for pretty girls
            like you.

I feel charmed by his compliment but don't say anything except except 'thanks'.

I don't want to make the atmosphere even weirder than it already is.

We arrive at an intersection where Mark needs to take the other road.

We hug for goodbye and then walk home alone.

From far away, I hear him shout:

Mark: Have fun with Yuta! And good luck!

I haven't even opened the door yet when my brother Haechan falls in my arms.

He's only 14 but almost taller than me.

Haechan: How was it? Did you find friends?
                  Is everyone nice with you?
                  Do they all look like in
                  'High School Musical'?

And laugh and respond.

Me: No. But I found many friends! There's
        Jaehyun, Sun-hi, Mark, Mono and Yuta.

I don't tell him I have a date with Yuta.
He doesn't need to know that.

Haechan: Woah... I need to get to know them
                   all!

Me: Yeah. We could do a pyjama party
        someday.

I take some snacks with me and go in my room to do my homework.

I've almost finished English when I take a break to check my phone.

A message from Yuta.

Yuta: Meet me at 8p.m at the beach. We'll
           watch sunset.

Ohmygod.
It's not the first time I'm going on a date, but for the first time it seems serious.

I want to be excited but somehow I can't stop thinking about the red-haired guy I saw at school. Taeyong was his name, I think.

But like Mark said, I need to stay away from him.

It's 6p.m when I start to prepare myself.

I try my best to style the right outfit for the occasion.

Here's what I've put together: