My Bizaare Love

Chapter 8

She touch her head and realized what I am saying.

I can't take my eyes off her face. Her bluish-grey eyes partnered with that breathtaking face is so lethal. Black glossy hair, aristocratic nose, prominent jaw and cheek bones. Pink pouty lips.

Lethal. Too dangerous for the female population. Her looks alone will kill us.

God, we need a serious discussion tonight. Where's the justice?

I was disturb from my daydreaming when she wave her hand in front of my face to get my attention from her face.

I blink and shake my head.

So embarrassing.

"'Sorry. I am not used to be graced by gorgeous creatures.!"

She rolls her eyes.

She doesn't believe me?

"You don't believe me?" I ask incredulously.

She shrugs her shoulder.

"Look." I pointed to all the people surrounding us.

"It's mean to stare but they can't help it because your gorgeous!"

She just shook her head but I saw her eyes lighten. She's amused.

l already mention it before but It's a mystery how expressive her eyes were.

She doesn't need to talk her eyes alone can convey every emotion if you look closer.

I pout when she starts to lift her hoodie to cover her face again.

She stops midway when she saw my expression.

She sighs and shakes her head.

I smiled brightly when she let her hoodie down.

She raise her eyebrow silently saying happy?

"Very." I replied happily.

We stood up and walk back to our bench.

Our? Since when Lisa?

As we are walking, more and more people are openly staring at the gorgeous specimen beside me and for the first time I am feeling irritated which is so unlike me.

I stop walking which makes her stop and look at me.

I signal for her to bend down which surprisingly she followed without any complain.

I lift her hood up to cover her face again. The whole-time l am doing it I saw her smirking.

"Don't smirk madam. I am just protecting your virtue."

Virtue? Really Lisa?

Ms. Hoodie stands up straight.

She hold my hands as we continue to walk back.

I swing our hands back and forth. I even have the urge to skip so I did.

We sat down on the bench. Skipping all the way back made me tired.

"Hey before I forgot what's your name?" I ask.

Instead of talking she bring out a piece of card just like Sir Park Seo Joon gave to me but this card is black not gold.

I stare at it then I narrow my eyes at her.

"You know that it's hard for me to read right?"

Once again she shrug her shoulders.

I have no choice. I need to read it if I want to know her name.

Don't give up Lisa you can do this. It's just a name.