After hanging up the phone I started to search in my wardrobe. As I don't go out very often I'm lack of party clothes. I stood there disclaimed when something came to my mind: for last Christmas I get some clothes, and if I remember good, one of them is perfect for now.
„Ahh, finally I found it! Minho, you're the best!” - I thought gratefully.
I laid it down on the chair with a pair of suitable high-heels. Unlike my original plan I had a quick shower, then I dressed up and went in front of the mirror. I did up my hair in one side and applied a light pink rouge. I surveyed myself: as if I was a totally other person, it was strange to see myself this way.
- Byulie, how do I look? - I turned to my dog, who was still laying in the bed. When she heard her name, she got up and with a frisk she barked as an answer ''good''. I looked on my watch: I still had 1 hour until the meeting, but the traffic at this hour is a chaos, so I decided to start off.
As I was approaching the bus stop I saw a familiar man's figure there, but I couldn't remember where had I seen him before. I slowly strode towards and stood next to him. I carefully cast a slidelong glance, then I turned to him with my full body.
- Oh, aren't you the boy with the dog from morning? Nice to see you again!
I waited for his answer but I didn't get more then a nod. I felt weird: it didn't gratify me that he  didn't deign to answer.
- Not answering when somebody is asking you is really rude, you know – I said without thinking. I put my hands in front of my blushing face.
„Pabo! How could you say this to him?”
He looked at me with a surprised expression, but finally he uttered.
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to give offence to you. I just have a hard time with strangers and it makes makind new friends difficult to me.
An uneasy silence encroached us, but after a few minutes