Did you peeps see my new poster? ;D The original was made waayyy before I actually confirmed the plot for the story so I decided to make a new poster which is SLIGHTLY similar :D 

IT'S RIGHT ON TOP (o^_^o)

(This is the original)

Kay...let the story begin! ;DD

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Third person’s POV

     “Aisht.” Dara muttered in frustration as she furiously ransacked her room.

     “Yah.”

     Dara looked up to see Jiyong leaning against her doorframe with a bored expression. “I can hear the noise you’re making.” His eyes roamed Dara’s messy room which had practically been turned upside down.

     “Mianhe.” Dara replied quickly before she went back to rummaging through her obviously empty bag pack.

     “Did you forget to bring something?” Jiyong folded his arms.

     “I brought my paintbrushes!” Dara exclaimed furiously as she grabbed a bunch of brushes on her bed, “But I have no canvas! I left all my canvas at home!”

     Jiyong raised his brow in amusement, “Then why don’t you just go out and get some canvas….?”

     Dara paused for a moment, her brain registering his words.

     “I have no idea where to go…” she mumbled in defeat, “And I thought this day would be good…” She groaned and threw herself face down onto her bed.

     “Do you really-” Jiyong sighed and started walking towards her.

     “Jiyong!” Dara jumped up and grabbed his arms while staring up at him with huge, sparkling eyes, “Bring me out to buy canvas!”

     “W-Wait, what?” Jiyong furrowed his eyebrows.

     “Canvas! I need them!” Dara exclaimed.

     “Not now…I’m-”

     “Pleaseeee? Jebal~” Dara pouted cutely, “Bring me out.”

     “Are you asking me out on a date?” Jiyong teased.

     Dara’s face reddened, “Ani. It’s an outing between friends.”

     “There’s only the two of us. So it’s a date.”

     “Aisht!” Dara folded her arms, “I’ll ask Big Bang to come along then.”

     “Wait.” Jiyong grabbed Dara’s arm before she could walk past him.

     Dara turned and stared at him curiously.

     Jiyong hesitated for a moment.

     “Fine, be ready in ten.”

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Jiyong’s POV

     “YAAAHH! SANDARA PARK! KEEP YOUR HANDS DOWN!”

     “KYAHHHHHH! WHEEEEEEEE!” Dara threw her head back laughing.

     “DOWN NOW!” I shouted while trying to keep my eyes on the road while the crazy girl beside me keeps screaming, laughing, and throwing her arms up in the air.

     Yes. Crazy.

     “OMO! THIS IS SO FUUNNNNN!” Dara screamed as she started to unbuckle her seatbelt…when we’re still on the highway!

     “I really regret opening the top for you!” I shouted at her.

     “Shut up! This is a convertible!” Dara stuck her tongue out at me playfully as I glared at her.

     “Just keep your arms IN the car!” I exclaimed.

     “Ehh? Waeyo?” Dara pouted as the wind blew against her face, causing her long curls to fly back.

     I didn’t know what to reply after seeing her adorable expression so I just turned away and mumbled, “Just try and not get too crazy.”

     She screamed and laughed again.

***

Dara’s POV

     I watched excitedly as the top of Jiyong’s convertible slowly started to close again. I know what a convertible is, but I never thought it’ll be so fun and exciting.

     I turned to see Jiyong staring at me, amusement in his eyes. “You really like my car, do you?” he cocked his brow.

     “Yes. I’m in love with it.” I smiled cheekily.

     He rolled his eyes and smirked, “Come on.”

     He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the Craft store.

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Third Person’s POV

     Dara’s eyes sparkled as her eyes roamed around the huge store and all the craft materials in it.

     “I swear, I wanna get everything…” she whispered.

     “Yah.” Jiyong smirked, “Just find your canvas. Ppali!”

     “Tch.” Dara pouted and headed off to find her canvas.

     Jiyong followed after her with his hands dug into his pockets.

     “Omo, Jaejoong!” he heard Dara exclaim a very familiar name.

     He walked past the shelf and saw Dara standing in front of Jaejoong.

     Kim Jaejoong.      

     Jiyong narrowed his eyes as Jaejoong flashed a fake smile, though it seemed real and friendly