"KIM HYUNJIN OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW! I SWEAR, IF YOU'RE DOING FRICK FRACK WITH HEEJIN RIGHT NOW..." I pounded on my best friend's apartment door three times.

Four times.

Five times.

Six times.

Holy goodness, she must really be doing something.

I groan.

"HYUNJIN YOU IDIOT-"

The door was opened by an angel. 

No, I'm not describing Hyunjin, although Hyunjin is very pretty. Not my type. 

No, this door was opened by the cutest angel in existence. 

She was shorter than me, hair tucked behind her ears, pastel pink sweater coming down just below the waist band of her jean shorts. Something about her face intrigued me, though. Maybe her huge eyes. Maybe it was the little smile she wore that was growing into a boxy sort of a shape. Maybe it was the pink, color identical to her top, sprinkled along her cheeks.

A little laugh escaped her lips.

Warmth flooded by whole body, my face in particular.

She was by far the most adorable thing is ever seen in my life.

"Uh," I said intelligently. "H-hi?" 

My insides shriveled up a little at the way my voice squeaked.

Her giggle was a floating thing, soaring over the air around us and blessing my unworthy ears. "I, er," she scratched the back of her neck, looking down at her bare feet. "You must be looking for Hyun, right?"

"I, um, yes." I bowed my head shyly, imitating her pose.

"Yeah, she's in the living room with Heejin. I wouldn't be surprised if they were actually making out."

I bit my cheek, stifling a laugh.

"I'm Kim Jiwoo."

"Ha Sooyoung."

We shook hands, and I smiled at the way her small, soft hand fit in my rather large one.

"After you, Ms. Ha Sooyoung. I don't want to be the one Hyun yells at when we walk in on her and Heejin."

I bowed my head and whispered a "thank you" as I stepped through the door.

She and Heejin were, in fact, kissing on the couch.

"Oh my-" Hyunjin startled at the sound of my voice.

I glared.

She stared.

I glared harder.

She smiled sheepishly.

"You little..." I struggled to find a word disrespectful and rude enough to describe Hyunjin. I settle on, "jerk. Do you know how long I've been waiting at the door?"

Hyunjin whined, suddenly cheekily annoyed. "Ugh, what do you even want from me?"

I raised an eyebrow. "My phone. You took my phone at practice and you still have it."

"Oh, right."

Yeah. That visit was fun.

That was the first time I met Jiwoo.

The second time was much more eventful. 

I bumped into her at the mall just before lunch, so we grabbed some food and went shopping together.

"Which one should I get?"

I did a quick once-over of the two tops, gathering that one was blue and one was yellow because I notice the small things that way. "Both look cute."

Jiwoo, or Chuu as I'd come to call her, huffed and said, "Which do you think would look good on me?"

Without really thinking through my answer, I blurted, "You look good in anything. You're just gorgeous that way."

Immediately after saying that, my face turned the color of a cherry and Chuu looked down at her shoes. I could've sworn I saw her smile, though.

"Th-thanks. I-I'll get both then."

We walked over to pay (I paid, much to her protests) and walked past all the shops. 

I swear I tried not to stare, but you can't just not stare when there's a cute girl next to you. She was a magnet and my eyes were mere paperclips.

She caught me as I eyed her adorable smile. That smile grew wider as I suddenly became very interested in my shoes.

"Ooh, Sooyoung, ice cream!"

She looked at me with a pout, and I had no choice.

I grumbled. "This is manipulation."

She was laughing, already running to the stand.

I paid.

"How do you not get sick eating that thing? You have LITERALLY every single topping!"

"It's sugar. I have an endless storage supply in my stomach for sugar."

I rolled my eyes. She giggled that floaty, contagious giggle.

After a couple more hours of walking and buying and smiling, Hyunjin texted me about basketball practice.

"I-I have to go." My face formed a sort of pout.

"Aw. Tell Hyunjin hi for me. And also tell her I'm going to kill her for taking you away from me."

"Will do." I smiled. "Do you want to, uh, do this again sometime? It doesn't have to be here, it can be anywhere, unless you want it to be here, that's totally fine-"

She cut me off by putting a finger on my lips. "As cute as that was, stop right there. I was sold at 'again'. Text me later, we can negotiate a time then."

Pressing a kiss to my cheek, she ran off to another store.

The third time I saw her, she, Hyunjin, and Heejin came over for dinner. We ordered pizza and watched a horror movie. I still thank Heejin for her horrible choice in movies today because even though I dislike horror movies, I'm not scared by them.

It was a little different for a certain Kim Jiwoo.

We settled down on the couch. She was already shaking, although still looking like the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. As usual. I spent most of the movie staring at her, eventually working up the courage to snake my arm around her waist. She smelled like vanilla and peach. Something fresh. It was addicting. I laid my head on her shoulder and stuck my face in her neck, breathing in more. I pressed a chaste kiss on her neck, and her face flushed.

And then the first jump scare happened.

She let out a muffled squeak. Her arms slipped around me and she buried her face in my chest. She was shaking even more.

My arms encased her in an embrace.

"You smell nice." I breathed against her head.

I could've sworn her face got warmer. "U-uh, th-thanks?"

Chuckling, I whispered, "You're so cute."

Letting out an embarrassed moan, she mumbled, "Stop. You're making my stomach feel weird."

I would've fired back some other sarcastic comment but I was interrupted by a scream.

The scream from the TV was echoed with a scream from Jiwoo. Her legs were wrapped around me now, and she was squeezing me like a koala to a tree.

I found my face about two centimeters away from hers.

"Hi" I breathed.

"H-hi."

Leaning in ever so slowly, so she could back out if she wanted to, I pressed my lips on to hers. Her lips were so, so soft and they were wrapped in mine. We moved together, a perfect pair. Her tongue briefly grazed over my bottom lip. But before anything could happen, we pulled away for air.

And badly timed as usual, a clown appeared on the TV, terrifying Jiwoo out of her mind. She was almost crying, shivering insanely, hugging me like nobody's business.

"Shh". I held her close, taking in her warmth, until she calmed down a little.

"Hug me. Tighter"

"Fine, fine."

*

That was strange. Longer than usual. Not very good tho.

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