taeyong's pov
location : seoul, south korea, at an orphanage
year : 2016
age : 21
Stepping into the colourful orphanage, the laughter of the kids rang in my ears and I smiled to myself.
Looking at the drawings the children had made (that was stuck on the wall), I sighed.
At least all of them are smiling in the drawings.
"Lee Taeyong?" A woman walked out from a room, her hands smeared with tomato sauce and...mustard?
I bowed "Yes! That's me! And you must be Principal Kim Gyuri?"
The older gave me a small smile and wiped her hands on a paper towel, pointing towards a room. "Yes! Call me Gyuri noona Taeyong, drop the formalities."
I nodded and followed her to the closed door
"Crap, I forgot to bring something along with me. Let me get it from the office, stay rght here Taeyong." She sighed and ran towards the direction of her office.
I stifled a small giggle as I waited outside the door, examining the hallway filled with different paintings.
My eyes eventually landed on a well lit room not far from where I was, a girl's voice reciting poetry floated towards my ears as it drew me to the room.
"....Loving him to the moon and back
my world, my universe
my Dimpled Boy...."
My eyes focused on the young woman who closed the book and smiled at the children kindly "That's all for today children! Do go for lunch and come back to the study room by 3pm!"
Everyone came sprawling out of the room, of which one of them-
"I'm so sorry Mister!"
A small girl knocked into me, as she looked up... her eyes widened in fear.
"A-Ah, it's okay child. I'm sure you didn't mean it." I bent down and held her hands gently "Don't be scared okay?"
I gave the girl a biig hug as she calmed down, she bowed and left quickly to join her other friends.
Darn, do I look that scary?
"Well, I didn't see you around here before. What a great first impression." The young woman walked towards me, her arms crossed.
I cleared my throat and stared at the stunning girl "I-uh...I'm Lee Taeyong, I'm born in 1995."
"95 Liner? Oh, I'm Park Somin. I go by the name of Eunice with the kids, I'm born in 1997." She bowed and held her hand out.
I think I froze, because all I did was stare at her small face, paired with big doe-like eyes. Her hair is dyed ash-grey that complemented her pale complexion.
A necklace that has a small ring hanging from the chain was hung loosely around her neck.
"Nice to meet you." I gave her a smile and bowed
She stared at me for quite awhile before shaking it off, smiling bashfully. "Sorry, I just thought that you look really, really handsome."
"Huh? Uh-I...haha." I felt my face heat up as I reached up to cover it instinctively.
Somin blushed "O-Oh... I'm sorry. Did I make you uncomfortable?"
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