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Chaeyoung and I are childhood friends. We studied in the same kindergarten, same school and the same university together. As a result, she knows all of my likes and dislikes.

One sunny afternoon, she came running to me "Lisa!!! I need new clothes!! Let's go shopping!"

And the next moment, we were strolling the half-empty mall. I'm a shopping freak myself, so when given an opportunity, I would never miss it.

"Should we start from here?" Chaeyoung raised her eyebrows, grinning.

"Should we?" I smirked.

"Yes... we should" she smirked back, nodding her head.

People around us were giving us strange looks, as though we were two retards who straight away ran from the mental hospital. (FYI We are not)

I could see hearts in Chaeyoung's eyes as she looked through the new arrivals.

She immediately went through the clothes and picked a few of them "Lisa! I found clothes that suit you~"

"Huh?"

She first showed a black shirt wiggling her eyebrows "This strapless shirt is cool right? I think it suits you." But I declined, vigorously shaking my head.

She then raised her eyebrow "How about this T-shirt? It's your style."

"I don't think it suits me."

Chaeyoung frowned "How about this crop top? This is the most trendy one. It's your style!"

Dissatisfied, I shook my head "Eh... let me look around."

After about 5 hours, we ordered two lattes and sat down to take a small break.

"Yay, I can finally rest!" Chaeyoung cried like a five-year-old kid.

I gave her a small smile "Yeah, you bought so many clothes..."

Chaeyoung furrowed her eyebrows "But you didn't buy any..."

I blushed "It's a habit now that I would only buy clothes which have the same design for men. Hehe."

Chaeyoung snorted "Well, you don't have to be exaggerative~"

Well, I can't blame her, probably I got affected by Jungkook...

Once, I showed Jungkook a unisex, large T-shirt and told him cheerfully swinging my T-shirt "Ta-da! I bought a new T-shirt!"

He took a glance at it and muttered: "it's ok".

Being used to his expressionless face, I spoke back "Hah, I know you like it~"

A few days later, as I was searching for my new T-shirt, I found a similar extra-large T-shirt, with a different colour.

Completely taken aback, I started interrogating him "Why do you have a T-shirt of the same design as mine?!"

He looked anywhere but my face "Jimin bought it for me..."

"Why would he buy it for you?"

"Because he is my best friend!"

"He even forgot your birthday once, Jungkook..."

"..."

"Tell me the truth..!" I glared at him.

Giving up, he turned away from me and spoke: "I just like the design, so I bought it myself..."

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After that, a few days later, I was searching for my brand new hoodie, only to find a similar extra-large one, with a different colour.

Not so surprised, I called Jungkook into the room to interrogate him "Why do you have the same hoodie as mine?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

Not meeting my eyes, he answered: "My friend bought it for me as a gift..."

I furrowed my brows "Friend again? It's hard to buy this hoodie here. I asked my friend to buy it for me from abroad."

"Taehyung bought it for me. He is in LA."

Taehyung is his other friend. Although he is not as close as Jimin is with Jungkook.

"Taehyung? Ok, wait..." I grabbed my phone and gave Taehyung a call.

"Hello, Taehyung?"

"Hey, Lisa~"

"Did you buy the hoodie for him?"

"Yeah, that's right!!! Lisa, listen, he asked me to buy a hoodie for him all of a sudden!! And on top of that, he hurried me every single day, always reminding me to buy it!! I've never seen someone like that..!!!"

My ears started bleeding due to Taehyung's yelling.

"Eh... sorry about that, I'll see you when you come back..." I ended the call abruptly, not wanting to hear his shouts anymore.

I turned towards Jungkook, smoke emitting from my ears "Jungkook...!!"

He gulped nervously before speaking "You looked good in that hoodie, so I wanted the same one... hehe..."

Jungkook can be childish sometimes. And he would always blame it on someone else all the time. I feel like I'm taking care of a giant baby. *Sighs*

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