"handsome, damn, too hot, perfectiom, Aaron Yan, life ruiner, how is he even possible?, feels, perfection at its finest" I tagged my latest post on Tumblr.

-beeeeep, beeeep-  my phone rings.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hey, I'm outside." the voice informs me.

"Okay! Be right there!" I happily reply.

As I exit the apartment building, I am welcome by the brisk autumn breeze. As I look around, my vision is caught by a familiar man standing near the gate. His messy un-groomed hair hidden by his cap, but still managing to look as if he came straight out of a magazine photoshoot, wearing a simple gray t-shirt under his black leather jacket, a black cloth mask covering his mouth, and black jeans that hugs his long legs. Unable to hide my excitement any longer, I run up to him. 

"Hi" he greets me with a smile, as he reveals the flawless face from the mask. A silly grin spread across my face.

"Aaron" I said in almost a whisphering tone.