We walked hand in hand as we strolled our way out of the university
"c—can i get your number?"
"...."
"what?! why are you looking at me like that"?
"is that... a pick up or something?"
"what?! n-no of course not!"
"--then, why are you suddenly red?"
"i am not!"
"yes, you are"
"i am not!"
"why are your hand getting sweaty?"
"yah! That's your h—hand!"
"no, it isn't and why are you trembling?"
"yah! Just give me your number"
"..."
"aish! you've been really such a big tease!"
"sorry not sorry"
"...whatever, just give me your number ppali"
"sorry to break it to you lover boy but this girl doesn't have a phone"
"what?! you don't have a p—what era are you even living in? even four year old kids have phones!"
"sorry but i'm not that lucky"
"aish, then ... here"
"--why are you giving me your phone and charger?"
"keep it, i'm giving it to you...wait, do you even know how to use that?"
"yes..i do, i just don't have one but i can't accept this an—"
"don't you wanna know more about the cutie?"
My ears perked up as I heard that, i've always wanted to know what's been going with the little thing—and he won't even tell me, even its name.
"i want to! will you send me pictures of the cutie? Will you? Will you?"
"okay but take this phone first"
"okay, fine!"
"make sure to always check your phone, okay?"
"yes, sir!"
I noticed that we were already walking in my street and we should part our ways now, if eunha sees us then,
"g—goodbye kookie"
"why? your house is still a few blocks away an—"
"l—let's call it a day"
Please, just go.
"i—okay, but give me a hug"
"fine, spoiled bunny"