One.
❤Girls, Girls, Girls❤
When she walked down the hallways, it seemed like everyone stopped and stared. At least, Taemin did.
She was... Different. As in, she looked like she had put on the first thing she saw every morning.
Most girls took hours to get ready. He had a feeling Rhea wasn't like that.
She stopped walking besides him and smiled in amusement. His eyes widened and he shivered slightly.
"Taemin, right?"
"Y-yeah?"
"Um... You're standing in front of my locker."
The boy just stood there, looking confused. Rhea just laughed and slightly bumped him out of the way with her hip. "Move, maknae~"
He wanted to ask her out. He wanted to kiss her, to hold her hand. But he was too nervous to speak.
She was too pretty. She was so cool. She was everything he wanted, but would never have... Not if his nerves kept getting the best of him!
Decided, he looked up proudly and walked away, searching for his hyungs. He needed some advice.
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