The K-Pop Dream 20 Lunch Date

I cross the line about 5 seconds and 20 meters behind Jaeb.u.m.

I'm short of breath, as I lean forward with my hands on my knees trying to catch my breath.

I struggle to catch sight of Jaeb.u.m as my vision blurs from exhaustion, only to recover in time to see his smug face.

He seems so proud of himself.

Making his way to me, he taps me on the shoulder

"Seems like you lost" He says with such att.i.tude it could annoy the pope.

"Jaeb.u.m! You piece of.... "

"Dylan Park, watch your language. There are kids watching!"

"Aish! Just hand me a water bottle" I demand causing us both to share a laugh.

"So what does the winner want the loser to do?"

Jaeb.u.m looks at me expectantly, points in a certain direction

I look over, and see Hora with a wet towel around her shoulders talking to the some girls.

I turn back quizzically as he says, "I dare you... to go up to Joo-hyun and ask her for lunch?"

'Huh?'

'Is he being a wingman?'

'What a bro!'

Seeing the relatively benign task I'm given, I reply confidently, "Sure!"

His face says it all, his expecting the Ice Queen to humiliate the new kid but unfortunately that scenario won't happen today. It feels so good to be a face slapping Main Character.

Making my way over to the group of girls and I can feel the rising blood pressure as my cheeks heat up as I draw closer.

I can feel the surrounding stares on me, as if wanting to know what I'm about to do.

Once I'm within striking distance.

I lower my head slightly and lock eyes with Hora.

She's still a little sweaty and her gym clothes seem to be sticking to her. Her smell is intoxicating and I really want to fill my thirst.

Two loose strands seem to have found itself attached to her head. Which just adds to her allure.

How she manages to look like a fairy is beyond me. She is more like a fairy glistening with morning dew!

She blushes, clearly not expecting me to come up towards her with everyone around.

"Baechu, let's get lunch together later? okay?"

Instead of answering, she just slowly nods her head at me.

I reach over patting her head softly, which causes the faces of our cla.s.smates to grow into immense state of shock.

Since she agreed, my work is done and I make way to walk Jaeb.u.m, nudging him out of his stupor.

"That was way too easy, you just wasted your dare."

He looks at me like I'm a freak. As if to confirm whether the scene he just saw was real he checks, " Am I dreaming?"

I laugh and kick him jokingly.

"Unfortunately you aren't."

He screams in mock pain and starts chasing after me as I flee the scene.

"Dyl, I hate you pretty boys! Choo-hyun has never said yes to any guy invitation before. What did you do!?" He screams alerting those close to us.

"I guess the answer is simple.... " Jaeb.u.m, as well as our surrounding busy bodies ears all perk up in rapt attention, "I'm just too ..... Good-looking."

Shrugging nonchalantly I hear Jaeb.u.m sigh while, the onlookers seem to satisfied with my answer too.

"Dylan, has anyone told you that you're very annoying?"

"Yeah, but Baechu doesn't mind"

"Baechu? what the h.e.l.l is a baechu?"

"My nickname for Choo + Bae. Bae + Ch"

"OH"As if it makes sense now, he acknowledges my explanation. After a small pause he then exclaims! "Baechu! you and Joo-hyun! are ...?"

I put my hands in front of his mouth so as to stop him from causing a commotion.

"If you keep quiet, I'll answer any questions you have. Call?"

He relents and accepts the deal.

Jaeb.u.m then asks "You and Joo-hyun are close?"

"I guess, we are close enough to have nicknames for each other"

"Are you showing off?"

"Obviously!"

I flash my pearly whites, so as to tease him.

The rest of the morning pa.s.ses by uneventfully and before we know it, its already lunch time.

Hora still sits like a mannequin clearly waiting for me.

I pack away my things and step into the isle.
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Tapping her on the shoulder, she lifts her slowly,

"Are you coming or do I have to drag you?"