Today she was wearing jeans, a white T-shirt and a black jacket, but all I could see was a beautiful smile on her face when she laughed at the joke of her friend standing next to her. For a couple of weeks I watch a girl who I really like, but I can’t find the courage to come up and just talk to her.

Her name is Son Chaeyeong. She is a year younger than me. From the first days at the art school, she became a celebrity after she won first place in artistic art style. It turns out that before Chaeyeong went to our school, everyone knew her under the pseudonym Chaengkasso. A young and talented girl will never pay attention to me for anything. I have no talent to interest her.

Looking around again, having absorbed her cute image, she turned and went to the library, straightening a heavy backpack on her shoulder. She needed to give the books that she took two weeks ago.

***

“She was looking in your direction again, Chaeyeong,” said Miyu Mina, the artist’s best friend.

- Truth? - the heart started and a bright blush painted her dark skin, her smiling eyes rushed to the place where the blue-haired girl should have stood. - She left - dropped, the smile shining in her eyes went out, as the dimple on her cheek disappeared.

“How many more days will your timid glances at each other continue?” Why don't you come first and say hello? Honestly, I won’t recognize you, Chaeyeong.

“I don’t recognize myself, Mina-unnie.” Did you just see her? She is so beautiful, Chaeyeong Yong said dreamily, remembering the girl. She is too much for me.

“You are beautiful too, Chaeyeong,” Mina simply said, smiling shyly. “And you know, if I were not in a relationship, then ...”

“I know.” Therefore, I am glad that you, just my friend, interrupted her girl, shyly lowering her head, which will always help me with advice. Besides, I would never take you from Sana-unnie.

***

I typed many books again, although I decided that today I would go home without them. But strange names caught my eye, and my curiosity overpowered, so now my shoulder ached with pain. I went to the bus stop, carefully put the backpack on the bench, looked at the schedule, looking for my number, when I heard a quiet voice from behind me:

- The last bus will be in 15 minutes.

- After 15 minutes? I asked, turning to the talking girl.

- Yes.

“Thank you,” she thanked, trying to see through the evening shadows on the face of the stranger. “I didn’t think that I would be so late in the school library, but I went only to hand over books.”

“But instead of passing, you took another, right?” - the girl giggled, moving closer. “It often happens to me too,” she said. - I can not help myself, the hand takes.

- Yes, yes, it is the same with me - I finally could see her profile, the light from the lantern showed me a charming pretty face.

“I'm Sana, Minatozaki Sana,” she offered her hand to greet.

“DaHyun, Kim DaHyun,” I greeted, taking my hand.

***

“Did you meet her?” How so? - Mina was amazed at her girlfriend, who was talking about her new meeting at the bus stop.

“She is a sweet and pleasant girl, we have similar interests,” Sana simply answered, clinging to Mina, hugging her around the waist.

“Don’t say she’s the same scribe as you?” Is she fond of comics too? - gasped the girl, taking kisses on the cheek, which gave her a friend.

“No, but she reads them too.” She prefers a romance with a detective story, she just reads one of them. The name is so strange, I don’t remember - shrugged, then turned to the girl opposite, narrowed her eyes, looked carefully at the bored profile. “Chaeyeong, are you not at all interested in the fact that I flirted with your girlfriend?”

“Have you flirted?” - Mina asked, moving away, but not far.

“I would like to flirt, but I have you, Minatang,” she whispered gently, kissing somewhere on the corner of her lips. “Yes, by the way, I invited her to dinner,” Sana said, as if in passing, laying her chin on her friend’s broad shoulder. I did not have to persuade for a long time, especially after I said that you would be here, Chaeyeong ...

- BUT? - the girl did not understand, looking back fearfully. “Unnie ...” she did not believe what she heard and what she saw when the door cafe rang, saying that a new visitor had arrived. - I AM…

“Sana,” Mina giggled muffledly beside Mina, covering her lips with her palm.

“Dahyun, I'm here,” Sana waved, urging the girl standing in the doorway to draw attention to herself.

She smiled brightly, showing a beautiful smile that came to her eyes. She began to approach them, holding a book in her hands, her smile did not go out until the girl saw everyone present at the table. She stumbled a little, but restrained herself, thanks to the quick reaction of Chaeyeong, who grabbed her by the waist.

“Thank you — a sweet whisper and a sweet smile.” Chaeyeong smiled timidly back. “Sana-unnie, I brought the book that I told you about.”

“Thank you, Dahyun,” Sana thanked her, smiling brightly at the girl.

“Nice to meet you,” she bowed politely, “my name is Kim DaHyun.”

***

“Well, did you invite her on a date?” - impatiently asked MiSana from the girl that she sat tiredly on their sofa, picking up her legs and laying her head on her knees. She shook her head silently, covering her eyes and sighing heavily. - Why not?

“Because stupid,” Chaeyeong-moaned, opening her eyes and looking at her friends. “We had a great time, it’s so fun and easy with her.” She made me laugh all the way.

“So what stopped you?”

“I don’t know, I ran through my short hair,” I acted so stupidly.

- What was the stupidity?

- In everything. Our hands constantly clashed with each other, this is a big hint that DaHyun wants to take my hand. When they said goodbye, she leaned toward me, but instead of kissing her cheek, she kissed the air because I turned away. And she timidly asked to give her a phone number, but I was so confused that I was silent. She will never talk to me again! I spoiled it all!

***

I stood next to her again, but now everything has changed from the last time. We held hand. A blush flashed across her swarthy skin, and she spoke more often, I could hear her voice. I liked to watch her smile, my heart fluttered every time she squinted or showed a dimple on her cheek.

We went on a friendly date for two weeks, we called back, sometimes talked until dawn, sometimes I fell asleep under her voice. I would never have thought that in such a short time we would be friends. But I wanted more than friendship. And today I took courage to tell her:

“I like you, Chaeyeong.”

“I like you too, DaHyun-unnie- without letting go of my hand,” the girl said, turning to face me.

Her eyes, they are so deep, they swallowed me. My voice disappeared somewhere, and my breathing was interrupted, I even coughed to take a sigh. By drawing in the cool air, I pulled in the aroma of strawberries, saturated with the taste of her lipstick, whose lips touched my cheek.

“I really like you, DaHyun-unnie. I thought it was noticeable.

She first took the initiative and kissed me.

Let only on the cheek.

But that’s where it all starts, right?

With a reciprocal kiss on the cheek ...