I never dress to impress; it isn't in blood. Today was an exception. I sorted through the jeans, leggings and other clothes until my eyes fell upon the ball gown I got from sale. It was beautiful blue colour with black lace wound around it. Pressing it against my body, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Wrinkles appeared at the corner of my eyes as my lips lifted up into a grin. In the dress, I looked fab. In this gown, KkabYul will check me for my nerves. The mere thought made me tuck my hands between my tighs. A giggle escaped my lips. 

I was just able to imagine it. Her raspy lips saying those words, 'I think I need to get a closer inspection.' and then her olive hands, fondling my every inch, leaving me wanting more and more. Until finally, she would give it to me.

Or maybe it would be me teasing her. That'd catch her off guard. The seductress of world, teased by someone like me! I think I'd change my name to Saebyuk. I like the sound of it. Or Nam Choding. 

Another giggle.

It would go like this:

I enter the hospital, in this gown, looking pretty like a ing goddess. Kkabyul's eyes would find me, mine will too. She would bump into something which would make me giggle.I'd walk over to her, knowing full well that it was she with whom I had an appointment. Our eyes don't stray away from each other's face, thinking the other one would disappear if we blink. We still blink because it's science. None of us disappear. I chuckle at her, she remains stoic but the corner of her lips twitch. 

"I think it'd be you who'd need a closer inspection." I whisper, my voice ry.

She would blush. Something so out of character for her. Then narrow her eyes at me. She got up, her figure shorter than me but far greater than mine. Her fingers would hold my chin, her legs taking a step closer. I wonder if I really am taller than her because she is the one whose the intimidating one. Then our lips would be so close. I'd remembered that it should be me with the upper hand. I'm pretty sure she woul