“You'll regret not dating me!” Ten shouts, loud enough for the pink haired male to hear. His heart just got broke again, by the same person. But he'll not give up, he'll ask the guy again, for the third time. Taeyong walks away, a smirk on his lips. He slowly mutter, “Make me.”

Asking for a date is hard. The first and second one surely failed, but the third time around came lucky for Ten.