My brother Eugene texted me, "Are you on a date with that Jun?"
"I am. We're together right now," I replied.
"Oh come on (y/n). I know it's a joke. You two aren't dating for real," he replied.
"We are really dating for real," I lied.
"Then send me a picture."
"Of what?"
"The two of you... kissing."
"Isn't that necessary?"
"Why? You can't? Then you're lying."
"I'm not! Okay! I will send your our kissing picture!"
"Huh. Let's see if you really can."
I put my phone on the table and looked at the guy sitting in front of me. He is my classmate, Junhui. And today, we are on a date. Though it's not a real.
I know this guy is doing this out of pity. But it still doesn't make sense. Look, everyone here in the Cafe is staring at Junhui. He's maybe not popular in our school because they said he's a weirdo, yet no one can deny how pretty he is.
So why did he threw himself just to help me? He can't even look at me in the eye.
"Ahmm, Junhui," I called him. Finally, our gaze met.
"Y-Yes?" He stuttered.
"I'm really sorry about this. I drag you on a date for such a childish reason."
Junhui waved his hands. "No no. It's okay. I'm the one who insist to help you."
"Thank you. Ah, don't worry. I won't ask you to do some-"
I couldn't finish my sentence since I heard the notification from my phone. I glanced at my phone screen and have read my brother's text: "Where is the picture? Your kissing picture. You can't send huh."
This jerk.
"What are you going to say?" Jun asked me and it guilt me when I saw how innocent his eyes are.
"N-Nothing," I sighed.
What should I do? Asking him for a kissing picture is not a normal thing I would do!
"Ahhh," he nodded. "After this, where do you want to go?"
I looked at him without any answer.
"Ah it's okay," he chuckled awkwardly. "It's not like we are on a real date so you can take your time." Then he sip on his juice by a yellow polkadots straw.
"Actually, I have a favor," I blabbered.
He murmured,"Hmmm?" While drinking.
"Can we kiss?"
"Pffft-" Jun sprayed out the juice he was drinking and coughs simultaneously. I could see his face turning red as he wipes his lips. "What d-did y-you say? K-Kiss?!"
This time, it's me who waved hands. "I'm not t-talking about kissing for real. You see, Eugene doesn't believe that we are dating. So he asked me to send a picture of us, kissing."
He blinked his eyes and gulped.
Oh my God. This is embarrassing!
"But it's not like we are going to kiss," I explained myself. "In movie, actor and actress put their thumb in between to fake their kisses. That's what I mean we should. However, I know this is a ridiculous request so-"
