"Go out with me."

"Aniyo. It doesn't sound right."

"Please go out with me."

"Aish. Lame"

"I like you. Be my girlfriend."

"If I were you, I'd change that. Cause if I were the one you're planning to confess to, I'd reject you right there and then." Xi Hana said as she strutted inside the room. Stopping in front of the gaping guy who was practicing his confession.

“X-xi Hana..” the guy stammered, to which Hana smirked at. He was staring at her wildly, with his mouth hanging open and cheeks flushed with embarrassment due to getting caught practicing his admission.

“The one and only. Xi Hana.” Hana smiled as she curtsied at the guy.

As if his trance was broken, he knotted his forehead and asked, “Why would you reject me?”

“You lack something.” came her simple reply.

“What?”

“A certain oomph.” She said, emphasizing the last word deliberately, looking at the bewildered expression on his face.

“Oomph?” he inquired, the puzzled look on his face was now gone and was replaced by, a look that you can call, mere curiosity.

“Appeal.” Hana looked at him from head to toe. He was towering over her 5’3 height, but she was not intimidated. “you know, you’re really good-looking. But you don’t really give off the appeal that should effortlessly come with a body and face like yours.”

“I like how I am.” He said defensively.

“But are you sure your girl likes it too?” she asked, smiling to herself as she saw confusion flicker in his eyes. “Oh! She isn’t your girl yet and never will be if you keep up like that.” She tiptoes to whisper against his ears.

His nose was filled with her strawberry-scent. He gritted his teeth and muttered, “What do you want?”

“Three days.”

“Three days?” he asked, obviously not following what Hana’s saying.

“To teach you. Give me three days and I swear after I’m done with you. All the girls will be dropping on their knees in front of you.”

“I don’t want all the girls. All I want is her.” He tersely said, giving her his undivided attention.

“Aren’t you cute?” she teasingly said as she gave him a playful look.

‘So you’ll be teaching me, huh?” he asked with a raised brow. “You’re my junior. And I haven’t agreed.”

“So what?” Hana clapped her hands together and smiled sweetly, “But you will. You know you will.”

“What if I don’t?”

“Oh, like I said you will. And yes, I will be teaching you.” Hana grinned as she walked out the door, waving her hands.

“Meet me here tomorrow, Oh Sehun.”