"Hey you." he calls out to her

"Rude?" she replies, hands on her hips.

"Didn't know Canadians bothered about formalities."

"As far as I'm concern, Taehyun-ssi, I'm born in Korea."

"My bad then."

"Why yes."

"But are you free?"

"Pardon me?"

"Are you free?"

"No, I'm expensive and pretty much priceless."

"As in do you have any schedule this evening?"

"I have some things to attend to, so I guess not?"

"Oh then too bad."

"What's up?"

"Just wanna grab a meal with you or something."

"Are you asking me out?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't know. Is this a date?"

"I guess, sort of? I mean, yeah. But you're busy right?"

"I could cancel my activities for you, just so you know."

"Are you flirting with me right now?"

"What do you think?"

With one last smirk, the girl turns away, leaving the usually cool guy dumbfounded.

He stares as she elegantly walks away from him.

She turns back, her silky hair that he ran his fingers through 5 years ago lands perfectly, completing her gorgeous look.

He shook his head to steady himself.

"Call me" she mouths and holds up a telephone sign to her ears. She turns back and walks on.

He chases after her, grabbing her wrist and spinning her around to face him.

"I don't have your number." he whispers lowly as the girl looks up at him with a