Flashback

Present

          “I’m Kim Junsu,”

        “Kim Taeyeon,”

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          “I don’t think my dad can pick me up later,” I said sadly.

          “How if I ride you home?”

          “Is it ok?”

          “Of course, beside it’s Saturday night and I don’t want to go home early,” said Junsu oppa and grinned.

          “Okay then, thanks oppa,”

          Junsu oppa just smiled at me.

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          “Oppa?” I called him. We were on our way to go to my house.

          “Hm?”

          “May I ask you?”

          “What?”

          “Your parents.. do they know if you’re smoking? I mean, we’re still in high school,”

          Junsu oppa chuckled and I don’t know if my question is funny.

          “My dad.. he’s know, Taenggoo-ah”

          “Then, does he mad at you?”

          “No. He just said that if I want to smoke, just do it inside home, don’t go outside,”

          “How about drink? Do you?”

          “Drink? Haha, of course not, Taenggoo-ah. I never touch that thing even once,”

          I somehow felt relieved when I know that he doesn’t drink. Just like my type. Oh, wait..

          “Taenggoo?” called him makes me snap back to reality.

          “Why, oppa?”

          “You hungry?”

          “Um.. a little, why?”

          “How if we stop by for awhile? I’m hungry as hell,”

          I chuckled hearing it as I nodded even I know that Junsu oppa can’t look me.

“Any place you like to eat?”

“Up to you, oppa,”

“Okay then,” Junsu oppa then turns to left and we stop at my favourite restaurant. “What do you want?”

“Chocolate milk with ice,”

“Food?”

“Chocolate grilled bread,”

“Two chocolate milks with ice and two chocolate grilled breads,” said Junsu oppa to the waiter before choose the empty seats.

There’s a silence engulf us. Both of us don’t know how to open the conversation. I sometimes took a glance at him who busy with his phone. I somehow felt jealous when he does it.

“Taeng, do you know this number?” asked him as he showed his phone.

I frowned as I read it. “I don’t have idea, oppa. Why?”

“Ah, no, I only wonder if it’s Yuri’s or Jessica’s,”

Just then our meals come and we start dig in. Well, we both hungry already.

“It’s so hot,” said him as he fan hiself.

“Open your shirt then, oppa,” I said then merong at him.

“And you’ll be enjoy it haha,”

“Yaaaah!!” I cupped my cheeks in embarassment. “Those have to be fold, you know,”

“Nah, I more prefer like this,”

“No wonder you’re feeling hot, oppa,”

We then continued our talks, until we finish our meals.

“This oppa,” I said as I give him some money.

“My treat, Taenggoo-ah,” Junsu oppa said and smiled at me sweetly.

“But, oppa,”

“Here,” he gives me money and I look at him confusedly. “Give them to the guy over there,”

I nodded obediently.

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          “Oppa?” I called him. We’re on our way to my friend’s house.

          “Yes?”

          “What will you take in college after this?”

          “I still dunno yet, Taenggoo-ah. I think I’ll take mathematics,”

          “Yah, does oppa follow me? I also want to take that, you know,”

          “Yah, how come oppa follows you? I don’t even know that you also want that,” he chuckled. “Math education or science?”

          “Education, I think.. how about you, oppa?”

          “Science. Then we’re not same haha,”