Banana Juice
Banana Caramel
Someone’s POV:
There she goes again, walking like a model, flipping her hair like a shampoo endorser, tapping her chin cutely, talking with unique voice, ordering her favorite Banana juice, sipping it like it’s the first time she tasted one, leaving our store after paying for her order, leaving everyone breathless.
It’s like a hobby for me to stare at her ever since the day she first enter our café last week. I know it’s rude to stare but, heck! She got the face and body where everyone will turn their head, just to glance to her beauty.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m a girl but I guess there’s nothing wrong to admire other’s beauty since praising myself is kinda boring sometimes.
I’m Park Sooyoung, but ever since I entered high school I told everyone to call me Lizzy.
I was born in Busan but we move to Seoul to expand our café.
You can say that I’m friendly and quite popular to our place, two of them are the girls I trusted the most Raina and Bekah – both are 2yrs older than me but, since I’m quite smart, I’m at the same year level with them at college, and one is my lovely cousin that you will meet in some chapter soon.
Enough of me, so this girl that I always see every morning in our café after just the school started was the new transfer at our university, her ---
“Yah! Sooyoung ah! You’re supposed to be at school now!”
Oh crap! I’m late… AGAIN!!!!
After recovering for being stunned, I immediately grab my bag at the back of the counter and dash off to main door while answering my mom.
“Yes mom I’m going now! I love you!”
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