"Jiyong oppa!" you yelled and waved your arms frantically to make him notice you. He turned around to see your bright smile. His face turned a shade of pink as he put his hood on and then walked towards you. * How can she be so happy in this terrible weather?* Jiyong thought.

"Hi Jiyong oppa!" you chirped.

"H-Hey." he stammered.

"Ready to go to my house?" you asked.

"Yeah.." he muttered.

"Ok!" you smiled. "Follow me~"

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You arrived at your not too big and not too small house. You rang the doorbell. A few moments later, your mom opened the door.

"Oh Hello dear! Who's this?" she asked.

"Classmate." you said and walked upstairs to your room. Jiyong followed. The two of you entered your room. You closed the door.

"Sorry. My mom's kind of weird." you explained.

"It's ok." Jiyong said. *I would trade moms with you any day...*

"Let's start practicing." you said as you flipped through the pages of the script.

"Ok." Jiyong said.

"Let's start here." you said pointing to a line in the script. Jiyong nodded.

*

"D-Don't leave." Jiyong said softly as he hugged you from behind. You clucked your tongue and freed yourself from his grasp.

"Tsk tsk." you said as you wagged your index finger. "Oppa, you have to be more emotional."

"...Sorry." Jiyong muttered as he rubbed the nape of his neck.  *Crap. Why am I messing up so badly. This girl is messing me up..*

"And-" you paused to eat an apple slice. "You stammered."

"Sorry, I'm feeling...weird today." Jiyong explained.

"Ah. Let's take a break then." you said and sat down on your bed. You patted the area next to you. Jiyong sat down next to you.

"Jiyong oppa, do you really think I'm ugly?" you asked. Jiyong stared at your perfect face.

*You're beautiful.*

"You're ugly." he lied and looked away from your face.

"Aha, really?" you giggled.

"What's so funny?" Jiyong asked.

"Hehehe~ No one's called me ugly before." you smiled. "It feels...I don't know.. funny?"

Jiyong said nothing. *What the- Why- I don't- SHE'S SO INNOCENT ANLJNGFLSJKFD*

"Oppa, do you dislike me?" you asked.

"No!" Jiyong protested. *Shoot. Was I too fast to say that? ...*

"Really? Hehee. You like me then right?" you smiled.

"...Whatever."

"You do right?"

"Whatever."

"Why do you keep saying whatever?"

"Because I can."

"Whatever."

"Yah."

"Hehe~ Whatever!"

Jiyong couldn't help but smile.

"Hey look, you're smiling." you pointed out.

"So?"

"You neveer smile."

"Who says?"

"Hmm. According t