Dara's pov

i was walking back from school when suddenly, i felt a tap on my shoulder. i turned around and saw him. kwon jiyong. son of the richest family in the world. i smiled. "anneong cutie." he said. i started to blush. hard. "anneong oppa. is your house around here?" i asked. he nodded. i didnt know we lived closed by. we started to pass a few houses. "so tell me about yourself." he said. "well, what do you want to know about?" i asked as i tilted my head side ways. "anything" he said. "well, i have a younger brother name cheondong, my parents are working in the US, and im a trainee at yg entertainment." i said quietly. his eyes widden. "wah! my best friend is going to be famous!" he exclaimed. my eyes widden. "best friend?" i asked. he nodded. "every person i meet is considered my best friend." he said while smiling. i started to blush. "but... youre different." i heard him say quietyly. i started to blush even more.

when we got to my house, he turned to him. "well, this is my house." i said. he smiled and nodded. "anneong cutie." he said while patting my head. i started to blush. he chuckled and push me to the door. i looked back at him. "do you want to come in?" I asked. he shook his head. "its getting late." he said and smiled. i nodded. "good night," i said while opening the door. once i closed it i sighed and leaned on the door. "noona im hungry!" cheondong yelled as he ran downstairs. "i'll start cooking as soon as i change." i said quietly. he looked at