How can someone come out so pretty no matter how many times I take a picture? Or am I just good at taking pictures? But this guy is really pretty. His nose is tall, and his eyes are pretty.
“Hmm... Am I pretty? Am I doing well?”
“Oh, it came out really well! It’s totally awesome-.”
“Did my face play a part in this-? Phew..”
“Well… well, I guess I can’t say no-.”
Thud, several of the top buttons on Sejun's shirt fell off. I was dumbfounded, and Sejun, blushing from ear to neck, didn't know what to do. I immediately took off my outerwear and handed it to him. Sejun smiled, seemingly embarrassed, and said,
“Ah, ah... Thank you. Haha..”
“Hey, what is it?”
I could feel the awkwardness in the air growing increasingly tense. So I put my phone in my pocket, intending to get up. Then, I leaned back in my chair and stood up. Then Sejun grabbed my wrist. Then he spoke.
“Shall we have a drink? I’ll buy it.”
“Alcohol? Well... I guess so-. Actually... it's my first time drinking today.”
“Wow— Really? This is your first time drinking with me, so at least you’ll never forget drinking with me—. It’s so nice to have our first time together.”
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[Author's perspective]
“Ugh... No, Sejun!”
“Huh...? No, I drank more than that. Should I stop drinking and go-?”
“I’m not drunk!! And people are jealous of me!”
“Who hates it?”
“Um... everything?”
With a thud, the female protagonist collapsed onto the food stall table and fell asleep. Sejun felt a little sorry for her, and it seemed like she'd asked him to drink for no reason.
“···. Who said everyone hates Yeoju? At least I like her, so it’s not like everyone else does.”