11 - Genuine words

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"We look up at the stars, a perfect night to dream with you

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"We look up at the stars, a perfect
night to dream with you.
Got nineties retro on the radio,
our favorite tune.

I put the pedal to the metal,
just to laugh with you.
It's interstellar when it's just us two."

[American Authors - What we live for]

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Every step Soobin takes is light and fast, a smile is plastered upon his face and his head continuously bopped to the song blaring through his headphones. The scent of the afternoon mist invaded his lungs and the peaceful view was displayed for him to enjoy.

The sun was high up, it's rays spreading in full capacity. No sign of rain, it's a good day indeed. His sweater was neat and in his favourite color; blue. You know why.

No one else walked with Soobin and he takes this opportunity to channel the inner singer within him. "This what we live for. Baby you're my open roooooaaad." He continues to bop his head to the music and sings his lungs out. "You can take me anywhere the wind blows, right into the great unknoooooown."

"We can throw our hands up out the window, this is what we live for."

Like said before, the raven haired man had a lot in his sleeve. Soobin had always liked singing, it's something he has been doing since childhood. Something he and his dad used to do all the time.

He spent his time enjoying the joyous music and smiling upon the people he sees. Soobin felt really odd today, and it seems like the odds are pretty good.

After some time, he reaches his destination. The confidence he once had suddenly took an exit, his steps slowed down and his breaths turned heavy. "What if she thinks I'm there for her?" He talks to himself and turns around, debating if he should just head to his friends' dorms or enter the establishment.

"Who am I kidding? I am here for her." Like a kid, he whines to himself not caring about the weird stares he's getting.

Once he takes a step, he lifts his head up and he has never wanted to get eaten by the earth this much before. There she was, giggling cutely with her hands atop her mouth. Looking at him through the glass windows.

He wanted to feel embarrassed but the laugh he sees from her pretty face was worth it. Soobin lifts his hand up to wave at her with a smile. His face heats up as he sees her wave back, smile still visible and he wishes it never vanishes ever again.

Soobin tries to suppress his smile once he enters but fails again and again. "Hi..." She greets at him. "..Soobin, or something." She laughs at her attempt to joke.

"Hey, Jisu." A smile then crept up to his thin lips for the nth time. He studies her look secretly and adores how she looked good even in her casual plain t-shirt tucked into her denim shorts. She was the living embodiment of simple but perfect.

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