WARNING: this was written in '15 so don't even attempt to read if you can't stand clichés bc if you opened up a dictionary and flipped to the def. of 'cliché' you would see the cover of this book im not even lying when i say read at your own risk.
"How about you make a bet with me, Oh Sehun? We can make this whole 'pretending' thing a lot more interesting for the both of us." I grinned coyly, taking a step closer to him. He raised a brow, but didn't move an inch otherwise.
"What's the bet?" He squinted his eyes suspiciously, but I noticed a glint of curiosity in them.
I chuckled, even I admit it's sort of a stupid idea.
Nonetheless, I think it'll be fun.
"I bet I can make you fall for me first."
He widened his eyes, but eventually tilted his lips upwards in a slight smirk.
"You're on, Byun Baekhyun."