"Can I have your number?" he asked all of a sudden. "Huh?" I asked to make sure if I heard right. "I mean, to make it up to you...um, for the dessert." he said suddenly awkward and his ears getting red. "It's okay. You don't need my number." I said and looked at him. "Why?" he asked amused. "You'll delete it after this. You won't ever call. So don't bother asking for my number, Park Jimin!" I answered him. His eyes widened. " You know who I am?" "I live in twenty-first century, of course I know you." I said. "Then why did you..?" he asked. "Oh come on, I saved you from getting awkward pictures fighting over a pack of sweets." I said and he smiled. He took of his mask and showed me his gorgeous face features. Damn. "So you won't give me your number?" he said with a smirk. "Nope." I said and stepped back. "I have to go now!" I said and waved at him. "Goodbye Se Hi." he said and waved. "Goodbye Jimin."