yuna's p.o.v.
they were upstairs taking showers, since i pushed them to. i couldn't eat my lunch with those smells.
after a while, they went downstairs and have lunch. hyun was with us too, of course i cooked her lunch since dad will kill me if i let her eat mcdonalds.
she seems happy, to be surrounded by bunch of good-looking guys. not to mention, lucas is close with her.
"sushi!" the first word hyun spoke when she saw her favourite oppa.
"hi, hyunnie." lucas ruffled her hair softly, and start talking to her.
i finished my lunch earlier, and sat on the couch. the rest were still enjoying their lunch in dining room.
i heard familiar children's folk song melody, signalling someone rang the bell. it's dad the one who changed the bell since he say "friendly for hyun".
"i'll go get it," i said loudly, before got up from the couch. i heard footsteps running towards me.
"wait, yuna!" jungwoo's shouted, but i ignored it. without looking at the intercom, i opened the door.
to be greeted by a tall figure, with a smile plastered on his face. he seems familiar, but i can't remember whom.
"hi, how can i help you?" i spoke, while examined his pretty face.
"hi, yuna. it's been a while." he smiled again, earning a weird looks from me.
"how did you know my na-"
"hyung! i thought you're coming tomorrow!" jungwoo ran towards the guy, and hugged him.
the guy hugged him back, patting jungwoo's back. "i can't wait to see you and yuna. so i decided to pay a visit a day earlier."
"excuse me, but can i know who are you?" i questioned the handsome stranger. jungwoo let go the embrace and laughed afterwards.
the guy chuckled and leaned to the door frame, kneeling down a little bit to match my height with his.
"who taught you maths before hmm?"
my weird looks towards him dropped. it can't be. please not.
park seonghwa.
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i don't know how did i ended up in seonghwa's car. it happened to fast, jungwoo pushed me to him when he ask me for a walk.
"so, how are you?" he spoke first, since i was a little bit embarrassed to speak.
"i'm fine. how's life in chicago?" i replied, and looking over his side profile.
damn, he turned out to be really good-looking after these years. i mean- he is good-looking. but he gotten even more after moving back from chicago.
i wonder, with this looks, did he have a girlfriend? i bet he have one, and many ex-es before.
he became more taller. lots of things changed on him. i really could look at his face the entire day.
without my knowing, i was staring at him. suddenly, he stopped the car and i woke up from my thoughts.
"we're here," he looked at me with a sweet smile and i blushed.
he must noticed me drooling over him ughsjsksksk thank god he act like he didn't see me act like idiot.
i told you before. he treat me like a girl, not a sister right? another gentleman who in my list.
"where are we-- oh."
it was the ice skate park we supposed to go together long time ago. but i lied to them that i wasn't feeling well although the truth is seonghwa introduced his ex-girlfriend to us.
i never step my foot to ice skate park again. i just don't know why, i feel hurt whenever i close to it.
"remember this place?" he asked and i nodded enthusiastically.
"it's been a while since i went here, let's go!" he got out from the car, so was I. i was a bit worried about it.
because of one problem, which is i don't know how to skate on ice.
he seems excited, i don't want to ruined the moment for him. so i decided to follow his wishes.
he paid for our shoes and the entrance, no matter how i told him not to because i can paid for myself.
before he could pulled me to the ice court, i tugged the edge of his shirt nervously and called his name.
"seonghwa?"
he turned around, and frowned at my words. "where's my oppa?"
i bit my lips, and try not to stuttered. "seonghwa-oppa,"
he smiled in victory, "yes yuna?"
"i-i don't know how to skate," i confessed, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"it's okay, i can teach you." in a blink of an eye, he pulled my to the ice court and let go of my hand.
"seonghwa!!"
the whole court could hear my scream caused by the suddenness. he laughed at the sight of me gripping hard the pole.
"not funny!" i glared at him before trying to balancing myself. the slippery ice court aren't helping at all.
"sorry. come, i'll teach you." he took my hand, and told me to hold on him.
"the tips to skate on ice is you must not be afraid to fall." he intertwined our hands together, and bring me close to his body.
i was a bit afraid, but then with his encouragement, i feel like i could do this.
"one legs down, one legs up." he added and i tried to do it, with his hands guiding me the whole time.
(i don't really know how skate on ice works, sorry if i'm wrong)
after a while, i could stand by myself and moved around.
seonghwa let go of me, stepping aside but not too far from me because of safety.
"you see?" i skate around, opening my arms to feel the winds.
he chuckled, and skate to my side. he intertwined our hands, again and i blushed at the contact.
i don't really pay attention just now, since i was afraid of falling. so i clung onto him. but now, after i can moved around by myself, i become aware of my surroundings.
some girls squealed at the sight both of us skating together. they're whispering-- loudly among themselves but i could heard them.
"look at that couple! they're so cute!"
"i saw the guy taught his girlfriend to skate at first, he's such a gentleman."
"where can i can get a boyfriend like him? i want one,"
to be honest, i was smiling until my ear when i heard those voices praising both of us.
"what's wrong?" seonghwa shifted his face close to mine, and i started to woke up in reality.
"what-- nothing!" i innocently smiled, before continuing to skate with he catching up.
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"i had fun today," i told him when we reached my house.
i told him that it's okay to drop me off and went home, but he insisted. he want to send me to the door.
"me too," he smiled. we went into a silence, where is not awkward but the appreciation one.
"seonghwa-oppa?" i called him, snapping both of us from thoughts.
"yeah?"
"did you get my letter? i wrote that long time ago, and i already moved on. please, don't be awkward with me--"
he shushed me by putting his pointed fingers on my lips.
"i read your letter," he stopped, making me a nervous wreck.
"jungwoo told me that he accidentally sent it but i'm thankful for that." he continued his words.
"p-pardon?"
"jungwoo told you before right? that i think you're cute but our age gap is bothering," he said.
i froze. jungwoo didn't lie.
"maybe you already moved on but i still think that you're cute as always, yuna."
"and i won't be awkward around you. you too, okay? don't be awkward around me after what i'll do,"
he leaned in, making me panic and placed my hands on his lower abdomen.
"wh-what do you m-mean?"
"this," he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, leaving me a blushing mess before went inside his car.
"see you later, yuna!" he rolled down his window and shouted. after few seconds, i finally went back into my senses and squealed on what happened.
"that guy- aish!" i touched the spot where he kissed me. it still feel warm.
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double update before the drama kick in and to make up bcs i forget lmao
seonghwa stan win this chapter, i feel like writing long for him idek why