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JISOO





Today I'm wearing a black dress with red designs on it although it has sleeves it almost felt like it's not due to the sleeves being see through, to match the outfit, mom made me wear a black boots(New York fashion week). What's the deal? Well, we are on our way to my mother's best friend house, and she's talking about their friendship non-stop.

I sighed out of boredom, the Park's residence is an hour away from ours and by thinking of listening to mom's storytelling makes me want to jump off the car, well, I'm not the only one. I turn my head on dad, he seems to be cheerfully listening to all the talk my mom is blurting but when you look at his eyes, it's the otherwise.

People say that I resemble my mom more and say that I got my father's personality.

I can't argue to those remarks, because even I notices it.

After sitting and listening for an hour, we arrived. "Finally, we're here!" Mom said with delight. Before reaching the doorbell, mom is telling me to behave properly in different words. I just nod to respond. What she hates the most is not getting a response.

Right after the doorbell rang, the door swung open revealing a woman who looks like she's about the age of mom. Why is she somehow familiar to me? Did we met before?

Mom and the woman hugged, she greeted my dad, when her gaze was on me I don't know what to do then I saw from behind mom's face, motioning me to smile so that's what I did. My lips formed a curve.

"Oh Jisoo! You've grown into a fine lady!" After saying that she pulled me in for a hug, which put me in an awkward position since I'm no good in socializing that much. "You must have not remember me as you we're just a little baby back then." she said after ending the hug. Oh, so I met her before when I was little.

She invited us to go in there home and I can't see a dust. There's no doubt that my mom and auntie are best of friends. Not even a single dust can escape their fierce eyes. We head to the living room and there's a man sitting on the sofa. Aunt excuse herself for a second to call their daughter, and as usual the adults do their talking leaving us their awkward children be caught up in the middle of their conversation in silence.

I heard incoming footsteps, when I turn my eyes, I saw aunt and a girl in a sleeveless dress. Oh wait, isn't she familiar?

Then realization hits me late.




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It's been thirty minutes since the two of us are sitting in front of each other, it is awkward since none of us dare to say a word while our parents are reminiscing about the past. Aunt Park reached for the teapot and pour it on her cup when, "There's no tea anymore." she said and sighed before looking in our direction. "Can you make us some more Rose honey."

Rose stood up right away, clutching the tray with the teapot. Even before taking a step away from the table, my mom suggested me to help her which I can't decline.

When we are in the kitchen, she gave me the things I will do and that's how our talk goes. Well, I don't bother that much anyway. She cleared her throat that caught my attention. " Sorry if this is a bit rude but why do I always... catch you looking at those two men." she asked with her voice kind off shaking, my shoulders stiffen.

I looked at her straight in the face, I saw how curious she is and I can't just tell the reason why, to someone I just met, "I can't tell you." I whispered yet it is enough to be heard by her. I saw her bit her lips maybe in embarrassment 'cause the expression she's making is similar to mine when I muster up my courage and ended up being rejected.

"I can't tell you, in here, but if you will bring me to somewhere else then I can." her face glows when she heard my words, maybe I can't tell the reason to someone else but to her I can. There is a feeling screaming inside me that I can trust her......Is it because I'm seeing the timid me from her?





THIRD PERSON







The two girls brought the tea in the living room but their parent's find them weird when they just stood right in front of them. No one tried to talk until Jisoo's mom ask them.

"M-mom, Rose wants to tour me in the park nearby." Jisoo answered, and Rose nods to agree with her.

Their parents gave them permission to take a stroll on the park but their other request was declined. "Can we change our clothes?" Rose said.

"No, you both look so beautiful and Jisoo did not brought any clothes with her." Rose's mom explained not knowing that Jisoo has prepared. Even disappointed that they have to still wear the clothes, they have no choice but to obey.









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