you were a [input] and was chosen to attend a blind date with a ceo's daughter. reserved table on one of the most expensives restaurants in the city, live music, enviable view and, well, the so woman.

you tried to relax, saying to yourself it was quick or something. you wouldn't pay for nothing and would just whatever. but for some reason, you forgot it once you spotted the woman.

kim... minju? minji?

"oh, sorry," she exuded wealth yet kindness, her soft smile bright as her hair, "i got late because of my flight, but i hope you didn't mind, right?" finally, she sat in front of you, leaning in table— you couldn't help but admire her rings.