"Hate to say this, but.. We're done."
"N-No! Wait! Y-Yibo!"
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"Describe me,"
"What? Why?"
"Describe me and I'll believe your feelings for me."
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This is a continuation story of HighSchool Love. Originally from @Kim...
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In this beautiful afternoon, the view of Han river can be seen from a distance. Just when the bus that I and Yibo was riding in had just stopped moving and the driver finished parking this vehicle, I immediately pulled Yibo to stand up.
While giggling with enthusiasm and a little jumping up and down in front of the bus door, I could already guess that this afternoon would go quite smoothly.
"Come on, sir! Hurry up and open the door! What took you so long?" I growled impatiently. Yibo shook his head and patted my shoulder. "Be patient a little. The bus just parked, Zhan. Look at the other buses, no one has gotten out of there yet."
My body frozen and then my right hand raised, pressed against the side of my eyebrows to give the adorable angel in front of me a tribute like a state soldier.
"Yes, Your Honor! I'll stop playing around!"
Shortly after that sentence slid out of my mouth, the bus door opened. Regardless of what I said earlier, I immediately grabbed Yibo's arm and carried his slender body out.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Teenagers nowadays. His spirit never wavered." Said the driver.
All groups from my class have gathered on the banks of the Han River. And for the umpteenth time, Mrs. Lee gave a brief direction. I turned my head to the right and left, searching for the existence of something.
Yibo, aware of my childish attitude, chose to exhale rather than ask. Thankfully, at least I didn't have to twist my brain to create a mere excuse in order to avoid his heightened curiosity. I want to surprise him right now!
"Please enjoy the surrounding scenery, but remember my children ... Don't let anyone leave this area. Now, please do your observation." Said Mrs. Lee before walking away from our sight.
I turned my head towards Yibo. "Bodi! Let's rent a bike!"
Yibo's forehead frowned. "You want to ride a bicycle?"
I nodded steadily.
"Okay."
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"May we rent two bikes?" Yibo asked politely enough. Well, my Korean speaking skills are a bit lacking, so just let him communicate with the bicycle renter. I'm just gonna stand here and wait.
An old man who seemed to be in his 40s nodded and entered his little shop. Before long, he came out disappointed.
Oh, no. no. Don't tell me —
"Sorry, kiddo. But my bicycle only has one left." He said regretfully.
Like being struck by lightning in this sunny afternoon, my body stiffened at the spot.
