Jennie 

 "Jen, get back here" an aussie accent yelled at me as I run towards my room. Rosie spends a lot of time coming at my house. We makes cookies together, listen to every types of music, playing guitar, and piano in my music room which all I know the cause of Rosie coming here so often. 

 "No! if I'll come there you'll pinch my cheeks again!" I shouted, I can't help but to pout. Pinching my cheeks became her hobbies also and my cheeks are getting sore because of her! I heard my room door opens but I didn't bother to face her. I'm too mad right now

 "Awww, the baby is mad!" she sat on the bed beside me

  "Don't call me that, Roseanne" I whined like a baby

 "Aren't you a baby? so cute" she said while smiling and about to attempt to pinch my cheeks again. I grab her hand and pull her 

 "Rosiee! I'm still older than you. Don't treat me like your baby!" I whined again, not noticing how close we are. 

 "How come I never remember your pretty face, Jen?" Rosie said bluntly and I felt warmth on my cheeks. Stop blushing Jennie Kim! 

 "U-uhh, of course I'm pretty and gorgeous" I said trying to masked up the nervousness I'm feeling right now. 

 She extend her hands and touch my cheeks. I can feel her warmth unto my face, which weirdly made me feel tranquility. She then used her pointy finger as if she's drawing my face. Not wasting every part of my face. 

 "Don't mind me, I'm trying to remember every part of your face. Your brown cat-eyed eyes, your pretty bridge nose, your pink lips, I want to remember all of it" I wa