If there's one person in this world who infuriates Kim Jongin out of his usual apathetic, stoic demeanour, it's gonna be Jung Soojung. She does things that drives him to the brink of his sanity; pushing him far, pulling him perpetually closer. They're very polar to the extreme opposites. He's warm, she's cold. He's reserved, she's blunt. He's almost anything she never was, and prolly never will be, but they're connection is as strong and loyal as ever. It's probably one of the universe's secret no human can ever unlock. 

He looked regal in his expensive white button-down collar and black trousers with suspenders. His hair a delicious mess, pulled back to hide nothing of his perfectly chiselled face. Jongin is too handsome he could pass as a legit Hollywood actor. But what's he doing with a pen and paper, and an occasional knitting of the brows and smirk when he's looking very, according to Soojung, "classy"? 

He crouched down the table in complete concentration, not caring one bit if Soojung will probably choke the living daylights out of him when she finds his button down crumpled. He wrote on the top of the paper with his signiture penmanship that could be mistaken as a doctor's(if you know what I mean). But he doesn't care because he's gonna give it to the only person who can read and understand his "artistic" . 

"7 THINGS" 

It said and he smiled knowingly to himself. He's sure that if he writes this for another person, he would likely to recieve a punch in the gut. And then his journey to a roller coaster of memories and nostalgia began by writing of the first on the list. 

1. Vain