We went to the nearest bench. I told him everything including how I felt. I started to tear up in the middle of telling him what happened. After telling him what happened, Suho tried to cheer me up.

"Sorry for making you tell me." He said.

"It's okay, you didn't make me. It's my decision." I wiped away my tears. "You better not tell anyone about this!" 

"I won't, don't worry." He smiled, so I smiled back. He's smile started to fade away.

"What's wrong?" 

"Was that a smile? Did the Kim EunA just smile?" He said teasingly. I hit his arm lightly. 

"Stop it." Suho smiled. 

"I'll stop, but you should smile more. You look beautiful when you smile." I looked down while blushing. It's been a while seen anyone complimented me so... yeah. "Are you blushing now?" He said.

"Shut up." He smiled. 

"What do you wanna do now?" He asked while getting up. 

"Do you wanna go find the rest of the guys?" I asked.

"Sure, but smile first." 

"Why?" He got out his phone.

"You have a beautiful smile, but you don't wanna show anyone. At least let me take a picture of you to keep as a prize for somewhat making you smile." 

"Fine." 

"Great!" Suho got behind me with his phone in front of us. (It feels like he's going to back-hug you, but his arms are not wrapped around you. His arms are up with his phone.) I could feel myself blushing. "Smile." I smiled, then he took the picture. "Do y