The Admirer
Description
High demand from a pair of drabbles, so here's the longer one.
A oneshoot, not much, not the full story, but just a longer version.
P.S. Highly recommended to read this story from DESKTOP, because in most phone browser the displayed edited pictures were unseen. The edited pictures is part of the story, and it would be a pity if not to be able to see it.
Foreword
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Apparently there’s something in from her that drawn Jiyong in. Maybe her megawatt smile… maybe her angelic voice that he accidentally heard – did not he met any real angel in his whole life, but you had to get what I mean… maybe her outstanding beauty… maybe her soft expression when she was talking to those kids… maybe because he saw her giving chocolate and sweet to the kids… maybe her long dark colored wavy hair… maybe her pixie like feature that made him want to pocket her and bring her home… maybe…
Oh, he even couldn’t think more reason why he focused his lens to one particular object in this whole five minutes.
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He couldn’t even count how many pictures of her he captured and took claim in his memory card space. The hell with that petty matter! He didn’t need to think twice about it.
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“I’ve run out my chocolate and sweet stock,” Dara huffed as she plopped her on the bench beside Bom.
“Of course you are, you just held a charity there!” Bom exclaimed while pointing at her.
Dara grinned, smiled sheepishly and scratched her head. “Those kids just so adorable, you have to meet them,” she said happily. She got a sigh from her bestie.
“I wanted to, but your admirer blocked my way,” she told.
Dara’s brows knitted in the middle, frowned at Bom. “Say what?” she confused.
“Yes, I intended to make my approach, but a hot dude with big camera in his eyes in my way, pointed the lens at your direction and he was really into it.”
“W-what…” Dara couldn’t wrap her head at the information. “Y-you’re kidding..” she stammered. . She was never good with this kind of thing.
“It’s okay babe, no harm done. I know it from his look that he won’t gives you any problem.”
“M-maybe he was just captured something in my direction,” she tried to divert her friend mind. She knew Bom, who at this moment was jotting a fairytale in her beautiful head regarding the information she just told her.
“Bull, Dara! I know what I see, and I can even testify other people to be witness. Oh my God! You have to see him! From one to ten, I’ll give him 9, and it’s caused he’s too lean for my liking, but the way he control his camera just pure lust! Oh my God! I’m hot…”
Yes, she was right. Bom is in her fairytale zone. And nothing she could do except letting her be.
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Ten Hours and Seven Minutes Later...
Dara stared at her phone dumbfounded. For a whole minute her phone dinged non-stop with various notifications of applications she had installed in her phone. She just stared, quite taken aback with the amount of notifications she got, because we were talking about hundreds here. Not just fifty or a hundred… but hundreds. The notifications were piled up one another, sometimes came at same second, and within the next second, the others were followed.
She didn’t know what to do. Just a moment ago she switched her phone up and when the system was loaded, the notifications showered in.
“Okay… what is this?” she asked to herself. Her brain couldn’t process what she had to do yet.
Patiently, she waited until the showering notification to be stopped then maybe she will check them one by one. Or maybe not.
Dara waited. Finally after five minutes or so, her phone went silent. She abandoned the mention bar and went straight to her home applications where the bubbles talk popped on the said application icons.
Okay. So she had 187 notifications for Twitter, 68 notifications for Facebook, 492 notifications for Instagram, 376 notifications for Kakao Talk, 308 notifications for Line, 94 notifications for My People, 59 notifications for Nate, and 61 notifications for Tic Toc. Oh.. and not forget some text messages she also got. It was a miracle that her phone was not crashed down.
“What the heck!” she cried.
In auto mode, she clicked her text application icon and saw some text from her friends. She tapped one of them.
Her eyes rounded as big as saucer when she read the messages. Still didn’t get what was happening, she opened the link Bom attached in her message.
“Oh my God!” she cried louder.
Because she saw her own eyes was staring at her.
Yes.. I know.. I know.. I'm too lazy to type the foreword.. OTL
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