You were at your locker, getting stuff for your classes. As you shut your locker you met a brown eyed gaze right in your face. Your heart rate picked up a tad as he whispered in your ear

“I need help to get close to your best friend.”

Of course, Prom was coming up. Though, the confusing part was the fact that he was the hottest guy in school. Why in the world would he need your help? People droned after him, hell their eyes were shaped like hearts near him

“Why would you need my help? Girls drop at your feet anyways.” You respond, getting your feelings in check

“Yeah, well I’m not the best at that either, I freeze up in a mile radius of her.”

Makes sense,your best friend was drop dead gorgeous, green eyes and luscious locks

“Fine I’ll help. But only three weeks.” You respond, and Jinu perks up with excitement

So you sat there the next day, teaching him how to flirt, you prompt him with trying it himself

“Uhm, your hair’s gorgeous and you have beautiful eyes.” Jinu tries, and to have to hold back tears of laughter

“It’s not about the adjectives you use. It’s about the sincerity of it.” You respond, your eyes filled with mirth

“Right. I love the way your eyes light up as you’re talking about your interests.”

Your begins to pitter patter as he says that, and you respond in a breathy tone:

“Yeah, like that. Save that for her.”

Throughout the weeks you teach him the basics, your best friend’s interests, what would flatter her the most, the ropes. It wasn’t until you started teaching him how to dance properly, talking and every now and then stepping on each others toes teasingly

“…Maybe I should learn how to slow dance.” Jinu says, placing his hands on your waist. You put your arms on his shoulders and begin to sway.

His eyes flick to your lips eventually, making you look up to meet his. Your eyes flutter shut as you wait for the kiss, yet he instead responds with:

“Thank you, this will really help with my promposal.”

Your brain suddenly registers the fact that this wasn’t real, that you were just helping him be able to ask your best friend out.

The week before prom starts begins, and when you see Jinu enter the school, you seem him walking up to your best friend

“Every time I look at you, my heart does several leaps before settling to a fast pace. I believe I fell in love with you from the moment I laid eyes on you. Will you go with me to prom?”