“Maroon or black?” Krystal asks to herself-which she couldn’t get the answer either.

Krystal is a girl who always wore dark or plain color, she dislike neon color and not really fond with animal printed clothes especially leopard. She wore that once when high school and she called as little Jessica which is her sister who often seen with her leopard printed outfit. She didn’t dislike the nickname, it just she can’t describe how much she want to avoid those kind of clothes.

Kai, on the other hand didn’t mind the thought of wearing animal printed clothes or neon color, as long as it looks good on him. That’s why they never stop quarreling over their choice of clothes.

They supposed going to a ball three hours from now but Krystal still choosing over her maroon midi dress which hug her S-line body and showing her milky cleavage or her black lacy dress which see through up to her knees. She try to match them in front of her huge mirror at her shared walk in closet with Kai.

Kai walked in with a navy blue Louis Vuiton suit fresh delivered from launderette, it’s his favorite one. He darted his eyes on the dresses and shake his head, amused on how his girlfriend had been checking it since morning. He doesn’t even need to think twice when he pick his suit for tonight ball as long he like it and it’ll look good on him he’ll wear them.

“Babe,” He called out, Krystal just hum in acknowledgement. He put his suit away on the accessories table and walk closer to Krystal then wrapped an arm around her flat belly.

“Why are you still frowning over dresses?” He stared at her through the mirror.

Krystal sighed and turn around to face her boyfriend. “If only you know how a mere dress could slay a night, an important night if I could emphasize. I need to look great tonight! It’s not as simple as you think!”

Girls and their high ego, he thought.

“Well, what will you wear then?”
“I don’t know.”

“Just wear the black one, I never seen you wear that after Sulli’s Birthday Party.”
Krystal glared at her insensitive boyfriend. She can’t get it why he often titled as the coolest man when he’s actually a mere insensitive boyfriend of her. Weird.

“That’s why I rethink to wear it again because everybody must have seen me in that dress!”
“So? The only dress left is maroon, so wear it.” He shrugged, making his way to his suit and starting to search for a match item for it to look fabulous.

“The material are itchy, it’s uncomfortable.”

“Let me pick for you then.” He suggest and run his hand to her wardrobe to pick one of the dresse