A message pops up on my phone letting me know that Hyunjin is downstairs waiting for me. I rush to the long-standing mirror taking one last look at myself. After hours of searching my closet, I've chosen to wear a sweater, a cream pleated skirt, and leg warmers. These days when I feel like dressing up I always find myself planning an outfit with a skirt. I'm discovering my personal style and I'm liking who I'm becoming. I couldn't express this side of me when I lived with my aunt.
The outfit ✩°｡⋆⸜🎧
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When I'm downstairs and I see his car a smile automatically forms on my face. I reach the car door, open it and once I'm sitting inside I feel his eyes on me. I turn to look at him and I don't know how I didn't notice when I entered but Hyunjin's appearance—His hair, he cut it short. My body stills in shock and my mouth falls open. "Why aren't you saying anything do you hate it that much ?" He jokes but I can hear something else in his voice. Worry perhaps.
Hate it? He looks so good I want to eat him.
I blink twice, pushing those thoughts away. "No, you look handsome, your hair-it suits you very much."He stares at me as if he wasn't expecting that type of response but my words are honest. His long hair was sexy but his short black hair really accentuates his features more. He possesses this handsomeness that can't simply go away and a new haircut won't change that. He just has that kind of face. A face that's hard to forget once you've seen it.
