(• Eight - Lies •)

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Jeongyeon's POV

When we had finished eating and paid, I grabbed Nayeon's hand.

"Yes?" Nayeon questioned. 

"I have a surprise for you," I said smiling.

"Okay!" She yelled. "What?"

"I can't tell you!" I laughed. "What do you think a surprise is?"

Nayeon laughed.

I pulled her out of the restaurant. After a few minutes of running, Nayeon spoke up.

"Where are we going, Jeong?" She called.

I smiled when I saw what I was running to.

"Here," I said.

Nayeon gasped. "The . . . the gazebo! How did you know I love this place?" She turned to me and held my hands. We both blushed.

Because I'm the reason you love this place. "Lucky guess," I lied. 

She smiled. "Your grip . . . it's warm and comforting. Just like . . . like . . ."

"Jeonghyeok?" I finished.

She sighed. "Yeah, how did you-"

"I seem to remind you of him a lot," I chuckled. There's a reason. I am him.

She giggled. "You are a lot like him. So nice . . . so happy . . . . . . so easy to fall in love with."

Our eyes both widened when we realized what she had said.

"I'm so sorry," she blurted out. "I didn't mean that."

"No, no. It's okay," I reassured. "It's fine."

"I'm not . . ." she couldn't finish.

"I know," I said. Great. She's still straight. "Neither am I!" Lies.

She laughed. "Good."

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