I still couldn't believe he's my boyfriend now. Imagine, the scholl moddel, the school's one of the most pretty boys, the almost perfect guy, is dating me. Actually, he's a cold man. He doesn't talk to girls when it's not needed. If he's not with his friends, he's playing basketball, or playing computer games. He's popular but he doesn't mind. He's cheerful at times, but most of the time, you can find him reading a book, with his legs-crossed. (Making him cuter) He's smart, very intelligent. But he doesn't recite in class. He's tall, handsome and appealing. He's sweet (at times too) and funny. Very impressing right? But, as what I've said, he's a cold man. One reason why he's a bit imperfect. Sometimes respectful, sometimes arrogant. There are times that he's not listening to me when I'm talking. Maybe that's my fault in bringing up boring topics. There are also times that he's not caring for me. Letting people say he doesn't love me truly. That he's just playing around me. But whatever they say, I'll still believe him. I'm still inlove with him. 

I can fully remember our history, our start. My friends and I were sitting on a bench in the field. They were telling stories to each other about their crushes. But I remained my mouth zipped because I wasn't used in the environment of telling my love interest to anyone. And because I could fantasize over him frelly if he would remain unexposed. They were bugging me to reveal him but I would say I don't have. I didn't know if they believed that, maybe not.

My full attention was with my friends when a guy approached me. No, that wasn't just a guy. He's my love interest. His name is Park Chanyeol. 

"You're Miyoung right? Choi Miyoung?" Did I hear it right? He asked if that's my name? I heard my friends squealing, murmuring 'oh my God' because of what's happening. 

"Y-yes. I-I am." My voice was shaking. I couldn't look straight in his eyes but I saw him smiled. Oh my God. Was that smile really for me? I slightly pinched my arm to see if I'm just daydreaming. But I was totally surprised to feel the pain. I wasn't dreaming. For real.

"Meet me at the park later. 5pm." he did something I wasn't sure if real then walked back to his friends. Wait, was that a wink? Die. I'm going to die here any moment. Heart attack. My heart was stomping. My friends began on pushing and pulling me. They couldn't believe Chanyeol just aked me out. Neither do I. After dismissal, I kept on checking my face and my uniform while walking to the park. I should look good infront of him. When I got there, I looked side to side to find him. There, I found him sitting alone, staring at me. I sighed deeply. Miyoung, this is your chance. Miyoung, fighting! Then I walked closer. He smiled at me.

"Come, sit beside me." he tapped the space beside him. Oh. My. God. Lord, I'll be worshipping You more now, so please tell me if I'm having a dream. But if I am, don't ever wake me up, okay? Brrrrrrrrr. I sat beside him. May I scream in happiness? No, I need poise. Poise.

"W-why did you tell me to c-come here? D-do you need something?" I tried to speak straightly but failed. 

"Are you nervous? You're stuttering. Just be yourself." he said as he moved closer. I closed my eyes. My cheeks were blushing. Random things were playing in my mind. I opened my eyes when he spoke again. "I don't need anything. I just want to talk to you. Know you more, I mean." I saw that smile again. I was slowly melting beside him. And yes, we talked so long that day. It didn't stop there. After that heart-attacking day, he would accompany me in the canteen. We would talk to each other about so many things. I thought the whole school wwas watching us. Day after day, I became close to him, to his friends, and I became comfortable with him. One of my most unforgettable moment was when he confessed his feelings for me. I was like, hey I'm just a normal girl you know. Why would you like me? But of course, why would I continue questioning him if God knows how much I like him? How much I love him? After dismissal that day, Ihe approached me and infront of me and our classmates, he knelt down. 

"Miyoung, I love you. Please be mine." he confessed while holding my hands and looking directly in my eyes. Our classsmates started shouting as I stood stiffed, but maybe shaking. Of course, I answered yes. Then he hugged me. If he only knew how I wanted to cry that time.

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Do you know Only learned Bad Things of B1A4?

This story is inspired of that mv :)))))

Hey nippon-ebi!!!!!