(Soya's point of view)

I tried to hurry out of the school and go straight to ballet practice so I wouldn't have to see Himchan. I can't believe Minah would say that I was going on a date with him. No way. He's annoying, weird, creepy-

'And cute and kind and did I mention cute?'

Shut up conscience.

Right as I saw the gates to my freedom a big figure stood in my way. I jumped back to see his pouting face.

"Where are you going?"

"Ballet practice."

"We had a date."

"We aren't doing anything. I'll go this way, you'll go that way. Got it?"

I went to walk away but my arm was grabbed tightly. I turned to beam at Himchan but his eyes were glaring back. He wasn't his usual cute and dorky self, he seemed more bold and fierce. It reminded her of Yong Guk when he was mad.

"How about you come with me so we can go out on a date? Got it?" I only nodded. He pulled me to his side and put his arm around my shoulders. He then smiled at me. "You like ice cream?"

"Ice cream?"

"I love ice cream. I'll buy you some."

"Whatever."

"You could at least try to act like you're going to have fun."

"Or else what?"

"Or else." he stepped in front of me and looked me straight in the eyes with his face close to mine. "I'll kiss you."

"You wouldn't."

"Want to bet?" I furrowed my eyebrows and let out a submissive sigh. "I like strawberry ice cream." he grinned and put his arm back around me.

"I want you to call me oppa."

"One step at a time. Try to get me to tolerate you first, then maybe."

"I bet I can get you to at least have a crush on me by the end of this date."

"Oh really?" I asked, intrigued by his deal.

"Yup."

"What do you plan on doing?" I asked, slightly worried

"Going to take you out on a date." he took my hand and pulled me foward.

We went to the ice cream shop and I looked wide eyed at all the sweet treats. Himchan looked at me in with a grin so I stiffened and changed my expression. He got two ice cream cones and handed me one. The shop owner looked at us like we were just two naive children in puppy love. It made me sick.

"Thanks."

"Come on."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." he took my hand and pulled me again. By the end of the day my arm is going to be dislocated from my body.

We went to the park and walked slowly. I didn't notice we were holding hands and swinging our arms, and when I did I let go and  my ice cream anxiously. I could see Himchan smirk in my peripheral vision. He took my hand again and I looked up at him in irritan