ch. 46

"there's a reason why they watch all night long."

-finesse

"yah, yeosang!"

the blond male takes out his earphones and looks up from his phone to see wooyoung waving his hand at him.

"we're going to take pictures with the girls here!" his friend exclaims, pointing around the group of people posing in one area. "come and join us!"

rolling his eyes, yeosang lets out a small scoff and shakes his head before resuming his game; he could not care less about a bunch of girls squealing about him and his friends. plugging his earphones back in, the sound of guns firing welcomes him as a female voice speaks up.

"chickenlover46, there's a sniper in the building to our right."

aiming his weapon, his avatar manages to pull the trigger and eliminate the threat. the loud bang and watching the final kill cam brings a smile to his face as the victory screen appears on his device.

"target destroyed, bibi-gun."

a devious giggle echoes through his hearing device, although the noise sounds a lot closer than he assumed. he tries to lower the volume, but he could still hear it at the same level.

the scent of vanilla lingers around him.

wait.

taking off his earphones, his eyes meet with a familiar pair of dark brown eyes staring back at him. the sudden sight surprises him, causing him to flinch in his seat. when he recognizes the person, he places a hand over his frightened heart as a sigh escapes his lips.

"eun, you scared the shit out of me."

with a proud smile, the girl pats herself on the shoulder. "that is what i was going for."

his eyes leave her face for a second to examine her attire, in awe of how well it compliments her figure. "i like the fit."

she notices where he is looking at and follows his gaze, embarrassment written on her face. "you think so?"

"hell yeah, bitch." he claps his hands together with a prideful grin. "now give me a little twirl. chop chop!"

obliging to his little request, eunbi spins in circles as her knee-length, spaghetti strap dress flows along the gentle breeze. the vividness of the red color brings out her slightly pale skin and her curled hair sculptures her face perfectly, the small makeup details making her look beautiful in the evening.

with his phone in his hand, the male takes a picture of the sight before ushering her towards him. she skitters to him and peers over his shoulder, her mouth agape a little when she sees the photo. turning her head a little, she calls out to someone.

"hana-ah, don't be shy and come over here!"

a girl in a white lace dress, who was hesitant at first, appears from behind a tree. conscious about her look, she pulls down the hem of her clothing while walking to the pair.

yeosang can feel butterflies swarming in his stomach.

she is absolutely beautiful.

the way the ends of her laced dress brushes her knees, the way the color of her pink hair gleams under the sunlight, the way the hint of makeup brings out her inner beauty, the way the sight of her makes his heart race...

from the moment he saw her, he knew he was fucked.

the brunette adverts her eyes to the side and notices the pinkish hues on his cheeks, a smirk creeping onto her lips. she nudges him to snap out of his trance and chuckles quietly.

"you are so obvious," she teases. "love at first sight huh?"

he opens his mouth to respond, but all he could do was stammer over his words. seeing the girl getting closer and closer, he immediately shuts up when she stands in front of him.

eunbi mentally slaps herself on the face since they were being awkward before she introduces her two friends to each other. "hana, this is yeosang. yeosang, this is hana. say hello!"

the blond male sheepishly rubs the back of his neck as the pink-headed female continues to look at the ground as they mumble a small greeting to one another. not content with this interaction, the brunette slaps their backs, causing them to stand straight up.

"i raised no pussies," she states with a firm tone. "say hello properly for once, it's not that hard."

her two friends sigh before redoing the process once more, but this time with a louder voice and a slight bow when they finish.

after taking a few seconds to mentally cry over their blooming relationship, she asks the male to take pictures of hana and her since the others have not finished their group pictures. he agrees to the offer and lifts up his phone once more, capturing the moments between the two girls. the pair twirl around in their dresses, laugh at how stupid the other females looked in the other group, and pose as if this is a model shooting for a magazine.

once in a while, one person would replace the photographer so everyone would be paired with one another, meaning that yeosang and hana would eventually take pictures with each other. a devious plan indeed, but eunbi knows that they need a little push before they could get comfortable.

in her peripheral vision, she notices a familiar black-haired male running up to her and tackles her into a hug. she sighs, knowing who it is already, and pats his head with a small smile.

"hello wooyoung," she greets. "you look nice in the red suit."

her comment causes him to smirk as he lifts his head to meet her gaze. "same to you with your red dress. we will be the power couple for tonight."

hearing a certain word makes her want to vomit, but she tightly holds her mouth together and keeps her composure. "you must be done taking group pictures, i assume? let's go take our pictures."

with that, the two of them wander to a secluded area while everyone else watches from afar. the boys whistle at them and cheer them on as the girls sneer at the sight, and eunbi did not care about them.

all except one person.

eunbi subconsciously glances at a specific person during the breaks the photographer has given them, seeing him talking to one of the girls in the group. their conversations make them grin and the female leans her head on his shoulder.

he does not push her away and gently rests his head on hers.

choi san.

she recalls the day before that he had asked a girl to be his date to the dance, and that broke her heart. she skipped work that day and locked herself in her room, embracing those negative emotions once more. simply sitting in silence, she stared at the ground and poured all her feelings into a song that she will be singing tonight.

a painful sigh escapes her lips.

it's just for one night.