"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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Namsan Park is not a bad place either. You can see that your surroundings are full of trees and a number of other neatly arranged plants. And when night falls, the lights of the garden will be turned on. It was colorful.
Yibo and I go hand in hand with the occasional chattering things that are worryingly to everyone near us. Like now ...
"Okay-okay. Riddle me this—"
"Oh, God..."
"Listen, Yibo! I promise this one is gonna be good,"
"You betcha, Zhan."
I inhaled before continuing. I put up a pride look on my face. "Is cereal soup? Why or why not?"
Yibo facepalmed. He made a face. "Seriously?"
I shrugged. "Well, you could see every soup has its broth and it's call a soup because it has various contents in it and you just need to add the broth. Whatsoever, cereal has white broth—"
"But it's milk!"
"Still a soup!"
We glared at each other, standing up to our own arguments. Then laughed randomly.
"God... I can believe I actually questioning the same if cereal is indeed a soup or not inside my head." Yibo admitted shamefully.
I snapped my fingers. "I got another one!"
He groaned at words, and I pretended not to hear his pain.
"If animals could talk, which would be the rudest?"
Yibo glanced at me swiftly then averted his gaze back to his sandwich. "A giant bunny toward the lion cub."
I clicked my tongue. "Oh, c'mon! I've changed!"
"Uh-huh... okay my turn." He adjusted his position and stared directly into my eyes. His jokes better be good than mine or I'll swear we'd part ways again. Kidding! I would never ask such a thing anymore!
But, I've waited for few seconds and all his doings were just glancing around then having his gaze back on mine.
"What are you looking for?" I can't help but to ask him. He just grinned and shook his head.
"Nothing. I just saw the best upsexy ever."
"Huh? What do you mean? What's upsexy?"
It didn't take too long for me to feel like being hit brutally by a train to Busan. Did he just—
