★ Woohyun Scenario — I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was. ... And I think that's why she also struggled with love. She couldn't touch it. She couldn't hold on to it and make sure it never changed.

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"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Busy."

"Saturday?"

"Busy."

Woohyun sighed, watched as you made your way around the quiet music shop, putting albums in their rightful places. Woohyun had worked at the little store about a week, you for a while now. He'd automatically taken a liking to you, claiming you were different. And he told you that were cute about a thousand times, as well. 

Woohyun had also attempted to ask you out for nth time, only to be struck down again. He wouldn't have asked you so many times if you had told him straight forward you weren't interested.

And that hadn't happened yet.

So he held onto the slim of hope that maybe you were, but you were shy. Woohyun tried to ignore the nagging feeling that told him you were annoyed and beginning to hate him. 

"Busy busy girl," Woohyun said as you picked up another stack of albums. You just nodded, making your way around the silent shop again.

"Can't you make time for me?" He whined, pouting.

You looked over at him, smiling a bit at how cute he looked. You shook your head, "My schedule is very packed, Woohyunnie." You lied to him again, for the nth time.  Woohyun groaned, but felt his heart swell at the sound of your nickname for him. 

"Sorry," You told him. "Now get off your lazy and do some work."

He smiled, hopping up and grabbing some albums, joining you in work.