
Nara touched the top of her lips with her fingers. Still feels warm. Damnit damnit! He tried repeatedly not to imagine the moment. But with his wayward, like a broken video, the moment repeatedly came back to his mind without being asked. He repeatedly hit his head to make the shadow disappear, but it did not work. 'First kiss... Ah, no, it was just a kiss. Awake, Nara! Conscious!' rebelled.
'Don't go crazy just because of a kiss. Come on, you gotta calm down. Breathe in. exhale...' Nara spoke to herself again in her heart while practicing what her mind commanded. With his hands in front of his chest, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His hands went up and down with his breath and he did it many times.
'OK, now let's meditate, ' his mind again commanded. He placed both hands on his thighs, closed his eyes and began to catch his breath. 'Forget it...forget the first kiss... ah, no, the first kiss... Why did I get Ji-Ho's first kisses? Just stop! Stop saying that word! Agggghh! What kind of girl thinks of the kisses she gets continuously? The Ainara! You meditate to forget! Hush! Hush!'s!'
Nara was busy with the conversation in her mind. He doesn't even realize, it turns out Ji-Ho has gone back into the car and poured him a drink.
Ji-Ho is astonished to see Nara who is busy with her own world. Both of the girls eyes were closed. But, his expression was serious, his body was sitting firmly, and his two tightly-linked eyebrows showed clearly that the girl was thinking hard.
"Nara? Nara?" call Ji-Ho. But the girl didn't flinch. A second later, the girl's hand lifted and touched her lips at a glance, but it quickly changed to hitting her head. Ji-Ho laughs without a sound.
"Near!" ji-ho finally exclaimed right beside Nara's ear.
Nara jumped on her seat. He nearly throws Ji-Ho's cup in front of him. It was fortunate that Ji-Ho's reflexes were faster, getting rid of the cup in time.
"What are you thinking?" ji-ho asks with a pinched smile. He knew what the girl was thinking. He just wants to flirt. Seeing Nara's face flushed like a boiled crab made her ignorant taste take over. He was also ashamed to say it directly. All he did was like an uncontrollable reflex. His body just moved before he even realized it. In fact, on the way from the park to the coffee shop, his heart did not stop beating like it was about to jump out. It was only when he got out of the car and went to order a drink that he felt a little calmer.
"No," Nara hurriedly shook her head. "I don't think about anything" his voice was small, squeaking.
Ji-Ho squints. "Oh yeah? Lt's..."
"Huhahhhh!" Nara screamed loudly, cutting off what Ji-Ho was about to say. Then he patted both ears repeatedly and closed his eyes. "Yahoooo!!! I'm not gonna listen. Stop bothering me."
Ji-Ho. He had no intention of further flirting. He just wanted to say 'Then let's make our way to Myeongdong now', but Nara was already so bad to think.
Ji-Ho catches Nara's left hand, restraining and keeping her away from the girl's ear. "What I want to say is not what you think. I won't bother you" Ji-Ho said.
Nara stops her action and turns her head towards Ji-Ho. He blinked with his big eyes then let out a wide grin, feeling guilty. "Ah, really? Mianhe, oppa," she's clumsy.
"So where are we now, oppa?" Nara turns her head and finds Ji-Ho already drowning her face in an arm resting on the steering wheel.
"The Oppa? Oppa?" Nara pushes Ji-Ho's shoulder. Afraid of the man why-why for not responding. "Opa?!" call again.
Ji-Ho raises her head. His face looks red. He let out a long sigh and muttered with a look of laughter, "Hhh, I'm really not used to that call yet."
Nara was stunned for a moment, but then she regained her senses. "You're like this because I call you 'oppa'?" tanyanya.
Ji-Ho tries to be indifferent. Nara would definitely find it ridiculous for overreacting to an 'oppa' call'. But he was that happy - and also that shy -. With a nonchalant expression, Ji-Ho straightens up and pretends to be busy tidying up her things. "We..eh, um, just walk from here. Myeongdong main road ..ehm.is not far away" Ji-Ho explained, clearing her throat several times, hiding her nervousness.
This time it was Nara's turn. "Jeez, oppa. Look, your face is getting red when I call you 'oppa'!" he yells while pressing Ji-Ho's cheek with his index finger. This time he teases Ji-Ho back.
Nara advances her body, looking for the face of Ji-Ho who has tried to turn her head towards the window avoiding Nara's gaze. "The Oppa? Oppa? Oppa?" call many times and then laugh because Ji-Ho doesn't respond.
"Yes! You also stopped teasing me," Ji-Ho ordered because Nara had already started calling out to him while pulling her shoulder to make her turn.
Nara leaned against the back of the chair with the remains of her laughter. "Arasseo..."
He glanced at Ji-Ho who was also leaning back while sighing silently. "Heol, I don't understand why men in Korea are so weak with the call 'oppa'," his joking makes Ji-Ho turn the eyeballs.
"So where are we going now?" asked Nara while sipping the iced americano that Ji-Ho bought earlier. It feels so fresh in the heat of Seoul. It was already evening, and the sun was about to set. But the heat is still felt.
Ji-Ho twists her body, picking up something in the backseat. A hat and a gray mask were now in his hands. "You go to Myeongdong. You wear this yeah. Let's just walk from here, Myeongdong main road is not so far away," he thrust it into Nara while explaining.
Nara grabs Ji-Ho's gift and wears it right away. But in his heart he was worried. As he turns towards Ji-Ho, his face looks doubtful. "You're sure I can get through Myeongdong main road?"
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