"So...what do you remind me of..."

"What do I remind you of?" She quietly whispered, mirroring my words as she eagerly shook her hands up and down in the air.

You fucking remind me of a cute ass angel who I want to label as 'mine' and then hug tightly before I shove you into my pocket cuz gotta protecc.

"Umm...I don't know..." I replied, completely mirroring my thoughts.

"Awh...don't you get reminded of something when you see me? My height almost as same as yours? My skin is too dark for koreans? My eyes are a lighter shade of brown? Something atleast??" She pouted.

Yes. Your dressing style, tanned skin, allergy for make up but still looking beautiful is girlfriend material.

"Stop saying that..." I said, due to her sounding really I-am-not-confident-and-I-am-not-beautiful.

"Huh?" She turned to me.

"You're beautiful." I said.