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Park sang.
She picked up a random man off the streets.
Injured and not sober, was she in the right state of mind.
But who knew this man bared so many secrets.
"Only if she knew what was coming for her, would she stay with me?"
...
—☆°＊༄ Park Sang* What the fuck am I meant to wear? Cmon Sang, it's almost time for you to meet. As I gaze into the mirror I became picky and indecisive. Judgemental of my choices.
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Too much. Am I overdressing? Nah, maybe he'll think I'm trying too hard. A skirt? No, Sang go for shorts.
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Good enough? Ah, never-mind. I rushed around the house and grabbed my bag and departed. "Dad! I'm going now!" "Enjoy your date!"
I used public transport to travel to our set destination. Feeling my heart beat rise, as I realised I was 10 minutes late. Dammit.
I arrived at our promised spot, and frantically looked around. Left, right. Hoping he didn't leave yet. Jungkook where are you? Are you still here? I turned around and...
Gasp*
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"YAH (hey)! You scared me pabo (idiot)." I quickly balled my hands into fists and lightly knocked on his chest. "If I'm a pabo, I'm a pabo in love." Without realising, I could feel me cheeks gain a slight burning sensation. Quickly placing my icy fingers onto my cheeks, frantically on a mission to hide the fact that I was blushing.
He raised his hand with his palm facing upwards, slowly placing it in front of me. Confused I looked at him with clueless eyes. "Sang, your hands aren't meant to be there." "Mwo (what)?" "It's meant to be here."
