“I want you to help me”

Jiyong slowly removed his black Ray-bans out, before looking up. In front of him is the school's Ajumma – Dara Park. He smiled lazily. “…and what do I get in return?”

“Anything you want?” Dara said, biting her lower lip. She watched him slowly get up towering over her. She could smell the body spray in his body; cinnamon and spice.  Jiyong buried his hand in his pockets, suddenly feeling interest.

“Anything?”

“Y-yes”

“How about…” he smirked, his eyes travelled from her brown eyes until it settled onto her plumped lips. Even though she’s dressed like she’s out of 70’s, he can’t deny her beauty. “…your ity?”

Dara blinked twice before she gulped. Suddenly, she wasn’t so sure about her decision anymore. Is being the most popular girl in school worth to compromise your ity to? She knows that her time is running out, but she wants to at least lose it to someone she loves. She wants to feel the butterflies that everyone talks about. The goose bumps. The toe-curling kiss, before doing the deed. Besides, losing it to Kwon Jiyong? the man who is called a legend, for taking not taking one but three college girls to the Sophomore Dance.

… but then again, if she doesn’t agree with his condition then who else could help her?  His friends? Dara began listing the pros and cons in her head, when she realized that Jiyong is no longer in front of her.

 “Wait…where are you going?” she calls after him. She was about to run after him, when he turned around.

He smirks at her once again. “Is there any use of me being here anymore?”

Dara briefly closed her eyes. Fingers crossed that she’s not making the wrong decision. “F-fine!”

“What did you say?”

“I said I agree with your request” Dara said confidently. “You make me the most popular girl in the school, and in return you get my ity”

“Are you sure this is what you want, Dara?”

She wanted to run away and forget everything that has every happened. This was too embarrassing for her, but Dara knew she has to make a sacrifice. She can only hope that she finds her true-love before her time runs out.

“Y-yes…I’m sure”

“Are you really? You don’t sound too confident”

She glared at him. “Do I have to keep repeating myself to you? I said I’m sure”

“Fine” Jiyong chuckled at her outburst. Dara made a small ‘hmp’ sound before offering her left hand. He looked at it briefly, unsure of what to do.

“Well, shouldn’t we shake on it?”

“How a kiss instead?”

With a blink of an eye, Kwon Jiyong managed to take a hold of Dara’s cheek, planting a kiss on her. Dara felt her stomach dropped, not moving. Jiyong slowly pulled away, and began to walk off like nothing happened. Dara, on the other hand stood still like a mannequin.

‘My first kiss’ she thought, touching her lips.

***

my daragon feels...

it's getting too much...

i swear it's like a black hole,

once you get in; you can never get out.

waaah...

see you all later

xx