"Can I tell you you're beautiful?"

He was looking at her fondly but she didn't notice.

°Ché, what is he trying to do again?° she rolled her eyes.

Unconsciously, her heartbeat became faster.

°Why is my heart beating like crazy? Yah what's wrong with you Im Min Hee?° she was annoyed with herself.

Actually, she heard people saying she was beautiful many times, but it never had this effect on her.

It was the first time.

"You're blushing." Myungsoo said cheekily.

"You must be kidding me again."

"No."

"Let me go then I'll be able to look at myself."

"Okay."

She got up and dusted her clothes.

She went to take a look at her face in the classroom's mirror and indeed, a light shade of pink made his way to her cheeks.

°WTF?°

"Min Hee."

"BWOH?" she turned sharply.

"I was serious when I said you're beautiful."

"Yeah yeah as if."

"It's the truth!"

"Shut up."

She sat at her place and soon, students barged in following by the teacher.

History class began.

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Pen.

Piece of paper.

Melody.

Inspiration.

Min Hee was sitting on her bed.

It had been a while since she last composed.

Her dailylife inspires her the most.

And what's going on in her life lately?

A punk is messing with her.

Without her mind's consent, her hand already wrote down words relevant to Kim Myung Soo.

It's like all her inspiration was drawn into a blackhole.

She could only write,

"Ungrateful brat, I hate you."

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"Myungsoo, we're going to a dinner tonight. Go dress yourself up." Myungsoo's mum stepped inside his room.

"Mum, there's something called knocking."

"Oh sorry I forgot. What are you doing? Guitar again?"

"Why? I can't?"

"I never said that. Anyway, your father's new patner invited us to eat dinner with his family. So you have to come along."

"I'm not going."

"Don't be stubborn again ok?"

"I have something else to do."

"Kim Myung Soo you better change your attitude."

"I said I'm not going."

"What's wrong here?" Myungsoo's father entered his room.

"I'm not going."

"You won't be the only teenager, his daughter is coming too."

"And so?"

"You can chat with her!" his mum beamed brightly.

"Well who is your new partner anyway? You haven't told me his name yet."

"Im Jung Hun."

"His last name is Im? Do you know his daughter's name?"

"I think it's something like Im Min Hee or Im Min Ha, I forgot. Why do you ask? Go prepare yourself, we're going in ten minutes."

A smile crept on his face.

"Perfect."