{Your Name}

All in Onew's POV

1. With good personality
2. Responsible
3. Knows how to cook
4. Hands must be pretty
5. Must be a noona
6. Not too fat and not too skinny
7. Must have a short hair
8. Must not wear glasses or contacts
9. Must be tall (but still shorter than me so it wouldn't look awkward)
10. Must have a pretty face

There you have it. Those are my requirements for my future girlfriend and soon-to-be wife. Those are the qualifications I am looking for a girl. All of those requirements checked, I will marry that girl as soon as I can.

 I'm entranced by your long, straight hair
 I feel dizzy when you pass me by
 Whenever that happens
 I want to call out your pretty name like this

Today, I am accepted as a waiter in a small noodle house.

I entered the male locker room at the back of the little shop, getting ready. I changed into my waiter outfit. It was a beautiful morning so I had a feeling that my job would begin wonderfully. Talk about being optimistic. So, anyway, after anxiously running my fingers through my hair, I exhaled a long relaxing sigh and brightly stepped out with a big wide smile.

"Ouch!"

I accidentally bumped into a female employee.

Immediately, both of us bowed in apology, her long hair swinging down and covering her face.

She must be in a hurry because when I straightened up, she was already half-running towards the locker room for female workers. Then I suddenly remembered that it was already past six in the morning -- she's late -- and so am I so I quickly went and began with my work.

 Sometimes when you’re sad
 I don’t know your feelings
 During then, I kiss you
 I kiss your small hand
 If it makes you feel better
 I would do it several times

Customers were already coming in and sitting around the small tables. Other waiters began approaching them one by one, taking their orders, so I copied them and moved forward, towards an old couple.

"Good morning, halmeoni and harabeoji~" I greeted them, bowing politely. "Can I take your orders?"

The old lady smiled at me. "Good morning, son. Two ramen please."

I was too excited for my little notepad so I listed down their orders even though it wasn't actually so hard to memorize. "Would you like something to drink?" I offered.

"Just water," said the old man, grinning toothlessly.

"I got it. Please wait for your orders in five minutes," I said, smiling and bowing at them once more. Ah~ old couples like them make me smile ... I quickly went to the small window leading to the kitchens and rang the bell.

A pretty hand appeared, asking for the list of orders. I stared at the hand as I passed her the small sheet of paper (obviously it's a girl's) and realized that it was the hand I would have wanted to hold. Tracing the body from where the it came from, I noticed that she was not too fat and also not too skinny -- the exact figure that turns me on. Now, I'm not being a ert or anything, okay? I noticed these characteristics because they are numbers four and six on my list of signs of my ideal girl.

The tinkle of the bell shook me out of my thoughts. "Two bowls of steaming ramen! And the water's over there," the girl said cheerfully, then she turned her back on me. "Omo~ I came just in time, didn't I? Don't scold me too much ..." I heard her say to the owner of the noodle house inside.

I took the tray and brought them to the old couple. "Here's your order. Please enjoy your meal!"

 Call me, my name
 Today is exactly your day
 I’ll do anything for you
 I want to give you a small gift
 That only I can give to you
 I’ll run to you now and confess

Since she qualified for two of my requirements, I became interested and curious about her. Perhaps I should start a friendship with her as early as now? For all I know, she could be the one I've been waiting for ...

Curse that window! I could only see from her chest to her waist. I didn't even know if she has short hair or pretty or something like that. But another order and I can go back there again. I'm going to ask her name.

Just then, a group of customers ordered. I almost skip to the small window. This is my chance.

I rang the bell and the same pretty hand appeared. As I pass her the little note, I said, "Hi, I'm a new employee here. I'm Onew."

She took the paper and turned her back on me without a word, preparing the order. I stole a glance through the window.

Indeed she has average body figure and she is one of the cooks! Number three, check! Unfortunately, her hair was in a net under a cap so I couldn't exactly tell if it's long or short. I'm hoping for the latter of course, so that would also be number seven fulfilled. I could suppose she's a noona since she's already a cook and I don't think anyone so young could be one because of course, you have to study and pass exams and everything. That would be number five, alright ...

I did all that real quick. I straightened up right away before other waiters see me and get some silly ideas. But I guess I should have taken a little more time to see how she looks like. It'd be great if she's pretty too so that would be number ten.

"Five bowls of black noodle and five glasses red iced tea," she said, sounding the bell. "And I'm Jiyoo, by the way. Old employee," she added.

I took the heavy tray and went to serve the noodles. Hey -- Did she just tell me that she's Jiyoo? I moved through the aisles of the shop with a light heart, my feet bouncing like there are springs in them and with the urge to sing, simply because I already know her name! And what a pretty name it was too!

"Here's your order!" I said, my voice higher than normal. "Please enjoy your meal!'

 Those red lips, those sweet red lips of yours
 My heart flutters, I tremble more and more
 Every time I see you
 I want to have you
 Shall we have a cup of tea together and talk?

Everyday, it went on like that. In between passing of orders, I would tell her little jokes and she laughed at them easily (although people often tell me that my jokes are lame) and that made me like her more.

*Le checks numbers one and two* because she has a very good personality and she's very responsible with her work.

"I wish you were a fish and I were the water," I told her.

"Why?" she asked curiously. "What a silly thing to say --"

"So you cannot live without me," I said, taking another tray of noodles she cooked.

"Awwww~ You're crazy!" she laughed.

"I know, Jiyoo noona," I said, smiling wide. This was the first time I called her 'noona.'

We've been friends for months but I still haven't seen her except for her chest up to the waist and her back through this small window. Perhaps I should ask her out some time?

 I want to play a game
 With you the whole day
 Don’t you know my feelings?
 There’s definitely only one today
 I’m gonna whisper my love to you
 Enough to make you happy
 And completely surprised

Whenever we talk through that window, I try to imagine what she looks like. With my half of requirements on her, I was already attracted and I can already say that I like her. Am I being too quick?

"All I see of you is your hands," I pointed this to her out one day as I pass her another slip of orders.

In a pretense of chopping some carrots, she lingered beside the window longer. "And all I ever saw of you is your cute sausage-like hands too," she replied then she went away to chuck the carrots into the bowl of noodles.

I peeked again inside, this time determined to take as much time, waiting for her to turn around.

But when she did turn around to give me the noodles, she was covering her face with one hand, the other under the tray. Of course she knows how to balance that well.

"Oops! I know you'd do that!" she teased. "You haven't seen my face but I've already seen yours!"

*Le face palm* "Aish. You're so unfair," I pouted, straightening up and taking the tray from her.

"Don't worry, you have cute little eyes ..."

That cheered me so much.

 A kiss to your small ears
 I stop because of one word
 Dangling at the edge of your lips
 I’ll lean on you at the center of the world
 And I’ll whisper warmly

No new customers arrived so I went back to the window.

"I look hot, right?" I said, joking (and a joke is half-truth and half-lie so there's still some truth to it).

"Nowhere near hot," she said. "Cute, that's what you are ..."

I feel like bursting inside with joy. I don't care about not being hot, anyway (so the lie overpowered the truth in my joke) but she keeps on saying that I'm cute! Killer eye-smile never fails me.

".. and I definitely like guys with single eyelids," she went on.

"You do?" I said, taken aback. "You know what, I like you too!" I admitted, masking my confession with another joke.

"Eh? You haven't seen what I look like," she replied.

"Then go out with me so I can see."

I didn't know where that came from. It just .. slipped. Of course, I would like to ask her out but not this way. Not as sudden as this. I knew it, she would reject --

"Sure."

 Our love won’t change into
 The appearance of a fountain pen
 I’ll definitely write your feelings down
 Hold my my hand
 I’m still falling in love with you

We set our first date in a pastry shop.

She insisted on going here because she's been craving for sweets lately, she told me. Although I'm also craving for chicken and would rather eat in a chicken restaurant, I had to agree with her requests so I can see if she got the tenth requirement.

As I waited there, sitting in one corner of the shop, cold air wafted in as the glass door opened and in came a lady who walked straight towards me.

No ... this can't be Jiyoo noona.

 Call me, my name
 Today is exactly your day
 I’ll do anything for you
 I want to give you a small gift
 That only I can give to you
 I’ll run to you now and confess

How do I say this?

I'm a little bit ...

Disappointed.

Yes. Sadly, yes, I actually wanted to go home now in shame. She failed requirement numbers seven, eight and nine.

She sat there in front of me and smiled uncertainly.

"Why are you looking like that?" was the first thing she said. "Ah. Of course you didn't know that I was Jiyoo, right?"

"Uh ..." I blinked. "Kinda ..."

Actually, it's because she also failed number ten in my list.

"Let's order now! It has been months since I last ate a cake," she said.

"Sure," I mumbled.

She ordered one slice of chocolate cake while I ordered cupcake.

"Why do you keep on calling me 'noona?'" she asked suddenly. It was something she never questioned before.

"Aren't you older than me?" I asked in reply.

"I don't think so. How old are you?"

"Twenty-three.You?"

"Yah. Oppa!" she pouted. "I'm only nineteen!"

My jaws dropped. Cross out number five ... "Well, I haven't seen you before, have I?" I reasoned out. "How come you're a cook at such a young age?"

"Actually, the owner of the noodle house where you work is my father," she revealed. "As soon as I finished middle school, I decided to help the family business, learning the skills from Appa.

I stared at her. "Wow."

She adjusted her glasses shyly.

"I never thought you wear glasses ..." I pointed out.

"Yeah. Well the steam fogs my vision so I remove them when I cook. I wear clear contacts instead," she explained.

"Really? I didn't notice that .."

"Of course you wouldn't!"

"And I thought you have a short hair ..."

"You did think a lot about what I look like, didn't you? she teased. "Long straight hair, this is."

"Ah! I knew it! I bumped to you on my first day at work!" I said, suddenly remembering.

"It was you? Wow," she looked dreamy. "Funny how that happened. And yet you didn't saw my face because I was in a great hurry, I came late."

"Interesting. And you're very pretty. As in ... VERY pretty."

 I want to play a game
 With you the whole day
 Don’t you know my feelings?
 There’s definitely only one today
 I’m gonna whisper my love to you
 Enough to make you happy
 And completely surprised
 (I love you)

I was absolutely disappointed. That's true.

Not with her, though.

I was disappointed with myself.

How come I thought of all those silly qualifications for an ideal girl? She might have failed half of it, but she surpassed all my expectations.

After eating in the pastry shop, we went to a little park and sat on the swings, talking about random stuffs and getting to know each othe better.

She was indeed a wonderful person. I no longer care if she is not a noona, is not tall, has short hair, and wears glasses -- all of those didn't matter anymore. What's important is her being who she is.

A little bit tired, we fell silent. We sat side by side on one of the benches facing the highway and watched the passing cars. it was already eight in the evening and the air is getting colder.

Taking off my jacket, I wrapped her in it.

"Thanks," she said, adjusting her glasses again.

I noticed she does it whenever she feels awkward. I also noticed that she was getting a bit sleepy.

"Do you want to go home now?" I asked. Not that I want to get rid of her now! Haven't I told you yet that she was a wonderful person?

"No," she replied and I felt quite relieved. "I want to stay here a little more."

Yes, me too, I thought. I placed an arm aroound her and made her hear lean against my chest. I looked at her, wondering if she minded what I did, but she merely closed her eyes and smiled.

 I’m gonna whisper to you
 Call my name, baby
 (Call my name, baby)
 Today is your day, baby
 (Today is your day. baby)
 Call my name

1. With good personality
2. Responsible
3. Knows how to cook
4. Hands must be pretty
5. Must not be a noona
6. Not too fat and not too skinny
7. Must have a long straight hair
8. Must wear glasses or contacts
9. Must be petite
10. Must be as beautiful as my Jiyoo

There. I have that list updated. I retained some of the characteristics I like but I've made a lot of changes too.

Suddenly, a tinkle of a bell popped my bubbles of thoughts.

"Two bowls of ramen," she called out. "And the water's over there."

I peeked and smiled at the lady on the other side of the window to the kitchens and in turn, she winked at me.

Bouncing on my heels, I served the noodles to a young couple.

"... and my parents really likes it in here," the wife told her husband. "They used to order ramen here when they were still alive.

"Here's your order. Please enjoy your meal," I smiled at them, bowing.

Time passes by quickly, doesn't it? I haven't actually noticed it. Two years ago, I used to be a plain waiter in this noodle house, bumping on some pretty owner's daughter that was the cook. Now, I'm the owner's daughter's husband.

EmanneArdeeSy imnidaaa~

Here, I updated this shortly after I read your comments. You seem so disappointed so here goes. I hope you like this Onew oneshot!

So far, this is the easiest songfic I ever wrote! Yey!

I don't know why exactly. I don't actually intend to write it straightaway back then as I was thinking of going online. I was simply jotting down some ideas and suddenly, I'm dotting the final period! Amazing, how that happened.

I wrote this (and I mean, LITERALLY wrote) some five months ago, now I'm posting it here so I'm really looking forward to your comments.

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PS. Kekekeke to that old pick-up line XD I'm sorry it's too lame ^^v