inspired by 'valentine' by laufey

"i've rejected affection for years and years now I have it, and damn it, it's kind of weird he tells me I'm pretty, don't know how to respond i tell him that he's pretty too can I say that? don't have a clue"

all your life, you've never really believed in love. that is, until you met sunghoon. he was your first love—and quite possibly your last. it was a new feeling. strange, but somehow, it felt good. it was nice to have someone you cared about with all your heart—someone you'd do anything for.

one day, when you guys were studying in the library, he suddenly spoke up. "you're pretty." he said, as if it were a completely normal thing to say. did he really just say you were pretty? you had absolutely no clue how to respond, so you just replied with, "you're pretty too." your eyes widen at what you just said, not even recognizing your own words.

"oh? since when did you think i was pretty, hm?" he said, a playful glint in his eye.