“Oh come on! It’s just one favor! Please do it for us just this once. Pleaaaase??” Your friends, Amber and Eunji begged you with their best puppy dog eyes. Apparently, they were supposed to be in charge of a “Confession Booth” or whatever romance-y sounding thing, and being the responsible people they were, they wanted to have some “normal fun” and escape their boring job. And they wanted you to be their pretty little substitute.

“After all the crazy things you have done to me? Hell no.” You crossed your arms while trying to contain your smirk. Seeing them beg in front of you for the first time was the best feeling ever. That’s right! Kneel before your master!

“It’s just for two hours! No more than a minute. We swear!” Eunji batted her eyelashes.

“Nope.”

“We’ll treat you lunch!”

Food? Did you just hear free FOOD??? Ugghhh! Noooo! Don’t give in! Don’t you dare give in!!

“Ok,” the word came out on their own, and the duo squealed in delight. They gave you rib-crushing hugs. “But reduce that by an hour!”

“Ok, we’ll be back by an hour. Enjoy~!” Still squealing like little insane pigs, they ran away, leaving you in front of the entrance of the booth. *Sigh.* No matter how crazy and cruel those two could be, how can you still be this nice to them? Yeah, that’s right. Because you’re the bestest friend ever. Maybe you should apply for a saint position someday.

Anyway, just like what you expected, you heard nothing but creepy love confessions and grave hatred to the world. You tried your best to sound as interested as you can, but as the minutes passed by, that supposedly short one hour seemed to last an eternity.  Your patience was growing thin, and you wanted nothing more than getting the hell out of this uncomfortably small wooden room as soon as you can.

Another set of shy footsteps entered the small booth, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. Of course they’re shy at the beginning. Then later they spill out their inner demons and slam their heads against the counter and shit. Anyway, you don’t really get to see dem faces because of the cardboard barricade starting from the table and up to the ceiling. There was only a fist-sized hole at the bottom so you could still hear their confessions. Gawd this job is so annoying. No wonder those two didn’t want to be here.

“State your name,” You mumbled, not really interested at all. You swiped your fingers across random spots on the table just to have something to do. You felt something stuck under the barricade, and being the curious cat you were, you picked it up. It was a star sticker. The duo probably left it here but welp, finders keepers.

“Um... Luhan...” a soft male voice mumbled back.

“State your confession.”

“I’m in sophomore year... I try hard to maintain high grades and be involved in extracurricular activities...” And you live in an igloo and have a pet penguin? Ok wow that is sooooo interesting. Like we’re interested in your life, Luhan guy.

“But I think... no matter what I do... It’s still impossible to make the person I like to notice me...” Ah damnit. Another one of these one-sided love problems. Rolling your eyes, you forced to sound interested as you spoke.

“And why do you say it’s impossible?”

“She’s in higher year and she’s really pretty. She’s so confident and she seems to know everything. She’s so... perfect. And I can never be good enough to deserve her.”

“What year is she in?” For a teeny tiny bit, you actually became curious. Perfect? Well, you knew a few very pretty girls in the junior and senior years. And what if this guy’s actually talking about either Amber or Eunji? They will surely spazz for weeks.

“Um... the junior year.” Your eyebrows rose. You’re also in that year. There’s a big possibility you know the girl he’s talking about. There’s this freelance model, or maybe that muse last sportsfest? Oh oh!! Or maybe it really is Amber or Eunji!!! Though those gurls are insane, you couldn’t deny the fact that they’re really pretty.

“What’s her name?”

“I-Isn’t that... like... too personal already?” he finally noticed your excessive interest in the matter. Your brows furrowed in irritation.

“If you don’t like sharing personal things then why the hell did you go here in the first place?”

You could feel the atmosphere grow heavy as your words embarrassed him. Or insulted him. Not sure. You heard his footsteps, and you almost thought that he just walked away but as he spoke, you realized that he actually just stepped closer. Through the small hole, you saw a hint of blonde hair as he crouched down.

“You promise to not tell anyone?” He whispered. Though half shocked and half weirded out by this boy’s actions, you were able to maintain your rude tone.

“As if I would care.”

“It’s...” He leaned in closer, so you basically could see the tip of his chin. “______.”

What?

No.

No he didn’t.

He didn’t just say your name.

“Hey??” The Luhan guy’s voice snapped you out of shock. “Do you know her? Can you help me be close to her?”

You jumped away from the hole as he tried to peek in. Frantically, you looked around for a way out, and your eyes landed on the door. But you wouldn’t be able to run out without him seeing you. Well shit.

“Hello? Are you ok?” He leaned nearer the hole as if he was intending to put his head inside. Fuck no don’t come any closer or these feet will seriously kick your ass!!!! Or your head!!! Whatever!!!

“Um n-no, I don’t know her. Sorry man I can’t help you.”

“Oh......” he muttered and finally moved away.

You stayed there, frozen, as silence ensued between the two of you. It seemed to last for minutes, and as your brain finally stopped freaking out, you slowly got off your seat. He seems to be gone. Yeah, he should be gone. He would never be able to find what he wants in this kind of place. And what did he say about you?

Confident?

Perfect?

Pretty??

*Insert hysterical laugh here.*

He must be blind. Either that, or he had mistaken your name as another’s. So why don’t we just forget about that, shall we? And one hour or not, this gurl is outta here. No more of this craziness. You would surely end up as insane as Amber and Eunji if you last another minute in here. Hastily grabbing your bag and not bothering to look back, you ran towards the door. YES!! FREEDOOOOOMM!!!!

But then a blonde boy was standing by the door.

And he saw you burst out the confessor’s room.

“___...,” He whispered your name in shock. Shit. It’s Luhan.

"Wh-wh-what are you still doing here." You stuttered like the awesome person you were.

“I was just thinking about something..." He mumbled, still staring at you as if he couldn't believe you were there. Heart beating a million times per second, you kept your back against the wall to stay from him as far as possible because 1) He’s your secret admirer. 2) This situation is extremely awkward. And 3) He was unbelievably handsome. Not just any handsome. A holy-shit-is he a god- handsome. You couldn't believe he was the same shy boy confessing earlier. He thinks he can't be good enough? Heck, has he never looked into a mirror before? Any girl would swoon over him! If there's someone that can't be good enough, it would definitely be you.

“I um... actually have to leave now... If you um... may excuse me...” You took careful steps towards the door since he was still practically standing there, staring at you as if you were a half octopus or something. As you tried to slip past him, of course, he grabbed your arm to stop you.

“Wait...”

You could only sigh in defeat. “Ok, I’m sorry. I’m sorry if I never noticed you. It’s just that I’m always running around and not really caring about anything and—“

“Why are you saying sorry?” He laughed, eyes sparkling like a thousand watt bulb.

“I... I don’t know...” You twiddled with your thumb and tried to avoid his beautiful eyes. Gawd, he’s so close. Too close. And he smells like vanilla. Mmmm Delishus.

“A-annyeonghaseyo, ____-sunbaenim. I’m Luhan, a sophomore student. I’m so honored to meet you.” He bowed 90 degrees, and flashed you another shy, yet absolutely charming smile.

“You don’t have to use honorifics... Pretend I’m just.... a friend.” You tried to smile and silently prayed that you didn’t look like a grinning monkey.

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this moment...,” He bit his lip and softly laughed. “But I... I’ve liked you for a year now.”

You only stared, not knowing what to say. His eyes widened like a deer in the headlights. “I’m not expecting you to like me back, though! I-I’m ok with just being friends! Or just a stranger! I’m just glad that I’m talking to you now! Or I can avoid you for the rest of my life!”

“It’s okay,” you laughed. “I can be your friend.”

His eyes started sparkling in awe again. You couldn’t look away. He was so frickin cute!

“But, just to clear things... I’m terrible in a lot of things. I trip, I fall, I get bruised and wounded. Believe me, I’m nowhere near perfect.” You forced a laugh, hoping to make the situation less awkward. Instead, a smile crawled up his lips, making your breath get caught up in your throat.

“That’s why I liked you. You accept yourself as who you are.”

He stepped closer and gently brushed a stray hair away from your face.

“And that’s exactly what makes you perfect.”

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