dear diary,
today, minghao stepped into the shop the second i clocked out. he demanded to take me out on the most legendary first date there ever was.
i played it cool and commented on how his korean had improved. but on the inside, i was doing a happy dance, melting into a puddle and screaming all at once.
we walked out of the shop together, a slightly awkward silence settling over us.
without warning, i felt his hand take mine and i nearly passed out there and then.
he gave me his winning smile and squeezed my hand.
he told me that i looked pretty when my face was all red like that. i told him that its only ever red around him.
he nodded.
"no wonder you're always so pretty."
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