'Maybe I'll Wait' || Seventeen Wonwoo

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MinJung's POV

"God bless me. Holy trinity. What happened to your face!"

Seokmin rub his chest up and down trying to catch a breathe.

"What?" I look at him weirdly before I look at myself into my small mirror.

I jump a bit after I look at myself in the mirror.

Maybe I put too much of white powder. Psh, as long as I look fabulous.

"You look like a Chinese Opera! Too white! And that red lipstick, I swear did you wrestle all one lipstick to your lips?! And this, what's with this wig???"

Seokmin nag and touch my blond bob hair wig.

"I look breathtaking, aren't I?" I wiggle my short blond wig making it look like a fluffy cheesecake.

"Oh no Choi Minjung, I ain't going out with you like this. Uh-uh." He moved his point finger from left to right repeatedly in my face.

"Then, don't." I scoff.

"So, Lee Seokmin and Choi Minjung, righ--AHHH!"

The teacher that call out our names in shock the moment we both turn our heads to her.

"Lee Seokmin, who is this?!" Mrs Ween shriek pointing her finger to me.

Mrs Ween is my coach for my basketball team. How can she not recognize me :(

I bit my inside cheeks. Gosh, how many more people I have to face like this.

My makeup is not that bad.

Its just that my face color and neck color looks different. I put a high class makeover on my face okay.

10 layers of white powder. Basic. Easy. Marvelous. Breathtaking.

"You're so funny, Coach. Its me, Minjung. So where are the names of the people you want me to fetch at the airport?" I blew my fake bangs.

"Minjung, why are you suddenly like this again? I thought you don't wanna do this anymore." She said.

"Well, I think its time to bring the show back." I wink.

"Whatever. Anyway, this is the names of the people you should fetch in the airport. Lee Seokmin will be driving the van, am I right? There will be 5 students from Japan. So do anything to find them. I have a class, bye."

Mrs Ween bid goodbye to me and Seokmin.

Seokmin looks at me and I look back to him.

"What?"

"I really do want to get rid of these ridiculous things on your face right now." He point to my whole makeup face.

I protect my face in horror.

"No way, you won't. Especially my expensive mole. I bought it for 4 dollars you know!" I show him my mole that I put right on the side of my chin.

"Urgh, I thought you told me you want to quit dressing up like this about 6 months ago!" He stomp on his feet.

We walk to the van that Mrs Ween brought for us to fetch the new students from the airport.