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🎵“Is it just me startin’ to see
You in a different light
I know we can’t say what we mean
(But I’m happy that you’re here tonight)”🎵
I'm ready to call it the worst night of my life after this, especially since all my hopes and dreams of an attractive guy being interested in me are crushed.
I have been waiting for the past 47 minutes for the handsome stranger to come back like he promised, but I should have known that people don't really keep promises.
“I promise that I love you, that I'll always come back for you”.
“Get out of my sight, I hate you”.
I mean should I have even been surprised? I couldn't get anyone to care about me, let alone put me first. Why would a guy who probably has people lined up around the globe want to talk to me?
“Ridiculous Jisung, you're ridiculous,” I mumble to myself. “YOU'RE such a loser thinking that anyone likes you”.
“THAT IS IT! The next person who says a single bad thing about this gorgeous, handsome, adorable, cute, amazing Jisung here will have to fight me”.
I look up again.
I know that it’s very hard to make me change my mind, but seeing handsome stranger here smirking at me, being my own personal protector, is ready to make me believe promises actually mean something. Unfortunately, my mouth can not seem to catch up to my brain.
“I hate myself”.
God Jisung, why are you such a panicked mess?
“Hmmm, well you are rather cute, but I am a man of my words so… square up cutie”.
Great, funny and truthful. Maybe if he was just handsome I could have gotten away with a tiny crush, but nope. Handsome boy had to have a handsome personality too and I feel like I’m a romance novel's main character.
“You came back,” I stutter out before I instantly flush again. Sometimes I have to remind myself that despite being a friend group where at least half of us have been lied to a thousand times, not everyone has trust issues like us.
“Of course I did, where else would I go? Can’t find anyone else I want to get to know here, and you’re definitely the cutest person in the world so…”
He wants to get to know me? Why? I’m not interesting, especially since all I’ve been doing is hiding in a corner.Besides, that kind of sounded like something you would say to someone on a date, but that can’t be…
I must have taken too long to overthink as I normally do because the handsome stranger’s face immediately falls, like I just rejected him.
“Oh, aer you not interested? Sorry about that, I’ll get going now. I should probably be getting home anyway because it’s really late.”
I notice that his entire demeanor changes. His posture slumps and even though he’s smiling at me, However, the smile is only halfway on his face, and I can see that he’s not truly happy. It’s a look I hate on him, because someone like him, with his gorgeous face and sweet personality, should have all the happiness in the world. He looks… heartbroken? I would know because I’ve seen that look on Hyunjin’s face too many times to count when he told me everything was okay, but Hyunjin was at least in a relationship. He just wanted to get to know me as friends.
Right?
Wait, snap out of it Jisung you cannot let this boy go.
I quickly grab his arm before he can move any farther away. He looks back at me, sadly, but with the smallest glimmer of hope in his eyes.
“Don’t leave!”
Great job Jisung. Already reduced to simple, terrible responses in the face of extremely handsome men. How are you ever going to talk with handsome stranger if you can’t even ask his name?
I take a deep breath to steady myself before I try to speak anymore.
“I would like to get to know you too”.
I mean, I guess it’s better than before, but I don’t know how to tell him I’m interested in him romantically, that I want to get to know him in that specific way.
Well at least handsome stranger doesn’t seem to mind.
His face starts to brighten up again, and this time the smile reaches his eyes. It’s the smile that I love to see on him, where his eyes crinkle up and his little bunny teeth are proudly showing. He’s so endearing that I can forget the confident boy earlier who made me a flustered mess.
“Great! Can I get your phone number so we can keep in touch? I don’t want to lose an adorable face like yours…”
Well this is fantastic. Now I have devolved from conversation to wordlessly blushing and stuttering. Maybe if handsome stranger stopped using pick-up lines I would fare better, but I can’t bring myself to tell him to stop. Even if I can’t talk to him when he’s flirting with me, I still love how I can finally feel appreciated.
The Handsome Boy seems to understand because he opens his phone before handing it to me. It’s incredibly cute, with cat stickers covering every square inch of space on the back of his phone. I look at the screen and see the contact name he already put for me.
“My lovely Squirrel ♥️”
“I’m not a squirrel,” I say quickly before I put my phone number into the Handsome stranger’s phone. I’m going to ignore the “My” before because I’m afraid the answer will send me straight to the hospital from a heart attack.
“You’re not A squirrel, you’re MY Squirrel. Is that better?”
Call the ambulance right now because I don’t know if I can survive much longer.
At least Handsome Stranger seems to get the subconscious message because he grins before pocketing his phone.
“I should actually get going now, but call me tomorrow?”
“Wait! Your name is Minho right?” I stutter out remembering the name I heard Chan call earlier.
“Yes, but you could call me yours instead.”
He winks one last time before he walks into the crowd of people and leaves.
Minho. A beautiful name for a beautiful boy with a beautiful personality