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There he goes, that-- that tattoo guy ['his face turns into a twisted one, lips pursing as his eyes set and lock onto a certain someone from across the street] With a baby face and a career like that, you don't know if you should trust the guy or not. He can probably feel me staring all the way from here.
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The man looked over his shoulder as he heard a voice emitted from someone’s lips. It’s her; a stranger that he just met out of nowhere. As the latter just introduced her name to him, he repeated the other’s name like a mantra so that he wouldn’t forget it, “Minah… Glad to meet you, Minah. Do call me Baekhyun by the way. This is our first time meeting, right?”
"Alright, I shall be calling you by your name, Baekhyun." She nodded before raising an eyebrow at his question. She was positive that this was their first encounter with each other unless she had met him before when he could have possibly almost died when she was an angel collecting human souls. "I'm sure this is our first time, unless... did you happen to almost die before?" Minah asked him something ridiculous, but it was something that honestly could have happened.
Something just caught Baekhyun's attention. It's him; the beautiful stranger which makes Baekhyun himself to break the ice, "Hello." He said to the other as he waved his hand towards the other.
He looked up, narrowing his eyes against the light before he dropped the cigarette that sat between his fingers today as opposed to the pencil. Zen had actually been enjoying his day off from projects and reports by sitting in his usual spot with a book on his lap. Stomping out the toxic stick before he stood with a hum, "Hello.. can I help you with something--?"
ok i liek u now
goood choice,..,.
