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Wendy looked at the time on her phone and sighed.
Whatever she was thinking when she walked out of the door was not a good reason anymore, and even the weather was chilly.
In short, it would've been better if she just stayed home.

"The next time I'll just throw him out."

Because that was the main point of her night walk, her brother brought home a bunch of friends, and since she wasn't a big fan of crowded places she just went out.

She twirled a strand of her blue hair with her fingers and hummed a little bit of the song she was listening, forgetting to watch where she was going.
When she walked around the corner she collided with something.

"Ouch."

Maybe someone.
Looking up, she found a boy staring at her, and she would lie to herself if she said that he wasn't handsome.
Like, really handsome.

"Are you okay?"

Without answering she kept looking at him with wide eyes, so he extended his hand. "Here."

That made Wendy come to her sense. "Oh— Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!"

"Me neither." The boy said while smiling, and Wendy found herself staring at his beautiful face again.

She was not stupid, talking to a perfect stranger in the middle of nowhere was not the most smart idea, but she couldn't find the strenght to just turn around and walk away.

"Are you lost? Do you want me to take you somewhere?"

And most important: what was this boy doing here? It's not like in the middle of the night you would wait for a friend hidden behind a wall.
But then again, she was walking around too, maybe he was just doing the same.

"No, I was just walking around, at home there's too much noise."

He grinned and nodded. "I know what you're talking about, my friends were throwing a party and I just found the right moment to escape."

Wendy crossed her arms and looked at the boy from head to toe.
He looked like someone who would enjoy a party, not try to escape.

"What are you looking at?"

"You are not a serial killer, right?"

He laughed out lound, an hand resting on his stomach. "A serial killer? Really? Well, I think you watch too much tv."

"You are suspicious."

She covered and raised her brows.
That wasn't supposed to come out.
Stupid mouth with no filters.

The boy smiled again and holded out his hand for her. "I'm Jimin, and I'm not a serial killer."

"Everyone says that." She said, taking his hand.

Okay, maybe it was true, she watched too many tv series and maybe he wasn't really suspicious, but it's not like s