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@kim sunwoo .₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*̑ᓭི༏ᓯྀ*̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ `Never underestimate the power of a charming smile. Charm is more valuable than beauty. You can resist beauty, but you can’t resist charm!`

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Gazing at the male before her, Yeji has enough social cues to this much, the boy is a Charmer. Something about the winsome, go-lucky smile brings about a flush that resonates in her cheeks. He’s making her shy and what an embarrassing feat is that; she glances aside before pursing the quivering brims out to pause her smile from breaking free.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Do you always smooth talk your way into women's or men's hearts?” The woman knows to not stereotype anyone, after all, uality has no bounds, nor romantic interests, she simply knows of Sunwoo’s name and his…Actions in bed, even if she can’t recall `everything`, thinking back to last night brings about a tingle of heat in her body and she has to throw it out of her mind. Yeji would dare not allow such thoughts to hinder their date and worse yet, have her feeling flustered or becoming , on their innocent date. Yeji isn’t the type to hook up a lot and go around with others, it was a rare moment last night, however, upon talking to the male, she reckons getting to know him would not be as bad.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “So you’re unsure about destiny, there are two ways about, you either think it’s 50 for what’s set in stone or 50 for what we make of it. Hm, and you also got `forced` into this,” she teases with a flicker of a grin playing on her reddened brims, eyes mocking and teasing whilst they sparkle and her brows wiggle a bit before glancing out at the view of the vineyard at the back of the restaurant. “Let’s see what else, oh! That’s right, you don’t seem to smell as bad as I was expecting some random dude to come here smelling bad and, being old…” Yeji bluntly states, trailing off before ducking her head sheepishly and hooking a single hand under her chin this time, the young woman knows she’s flirting back before eyeing him with a quirked brow.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Additionally, you’re asking me to sniff you in public, am I some kind of pup to you Sunwoo?” She asks with a hint of amusement captivating her feline, sharp features, orbs twinkling, and grin proudly showcased whilst bringing a hand up to him and beckoning her finger over as if asking him to lean forward. “Come hither then,” she mumbles and the woman vows to blame it on the alcohol and not the obvious `charm` the boy has, making her open and less shy as time goes on. She finds herself wanting to , mock him and even possibly playfully bully him. All in all, Yeji finds herself pleased with her grandmother’s nagging to get her to leave her cooped-up apartment, get away from studying, and the nasty hangover she woke up with to come to this adventurous date. Who would’ve known she would’ve been face to face with the handsome fellow from last night, not even knowing that he’s not just good at but also good at talking and carrying on a conversation? All in all, Sunwoo is a pretty fun and attractive guy, even if Yeji’s reservations and a hint of pride cease to admit it. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*̑ᓭི༏ᓯྀ*̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.

@hwang yeji the word 'destiny' seems to have startled her. he isn't sure if it means something important to her, but the reaction simply gives him a smile — a visibly amusing one that is. "hm, tough question," he chuckles and continues to hold her hand tightly. "destiny is destiny. i guess it's a 50/50. who knows?" the smile turns into a charming smirk, and he eventually lets go of their handshake.

his next approach is to lean back against his chair, giving himself a small stretch before putting his full attention on her. "hey, give yourself a break! i'm sure you're surprised at what happened... last night," his smirk returns back to his kind smile. he figured that she is perhaps starting to overanalyze their situation (well, maybe she already has been). one-night stands happen all the time. though, it is true that he, very rarely, experiences such; he believes it shouldn't be a problem, especially if you're only going to be intimate for a night with a stranger. he only wrote down his name and number because she found the other attractive, maybe stepping up their level as 'strangers' to friends. however, he didn't expect much after that night.

it was 50/50 that she'll call him back or approach him again, and if it doesn't happen? he'll simply move on. haha, this is where destiny comes into play, right?

his elbow rests on the table, with his hand holding up his chin. he makes sure to look like he's focused and attentive. he didn't want her to feel unappreciative, even when he was forced into this. "eh, i was forced, yup. growing older, and family expects me to have planned a family and three children already," he laughs softly at his own joke. "and thanks. i chose it specifically. for this date, and you of course." maybe, he'll use this chance to flirt properly (and soberly — and definitely less ually). he notices her embarrassment, but he tries not to smile a little too hard. it is somewhat cute at how easily the other stumbles at her every step. "don't be shy, just take a whiff."

@kim sunwoo ☆࿐ཽ༵༆༒⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The word `destiny` freezes Yeji on the spot, she has to look at the male before her carefully, thinking long and hard about what he ‘truly’ thinks about the word he mindlessly used. “Do you believe in Destiny?”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ `Our destiny is not written for us but BY us.`

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ The quote she believes fully in lingers in the back of her mind and the young woman finds herself sitting upright upon seeing the male glancing at her, she’s sure by now that he must think she has a stick up her arse, not a pleasant thought after all. Yeji has to glance away in a shy manner, hating that the wine isn’t doing its trick on her body and bringing about that wild, flamboyant burst of confidence that was settling deep in her in that hot, fiery need as of last night. “I just feel ashamed, I think…Knowing that I uh, walked out on you like that. I don’t want you to think that I was… being stush by any means, it’s just… I…” trailing off, the young woman finds herself chewing on her lower brim, gnawing at the skin, and sighing deeply before laughing and taking a big gulp from the sweet wine in her glass, the alcohol heating her from the inside and breaking her skin out in a light sheen of sweat.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “I just think that it was a wrong notion, I should’ve stayed and gotten to know you better,” the young woman failed to mention that she thinks he’s effortlessly charming which makes her easily relaxed in his presence, his handsome features are one thing, but what adds the icing to the cake is how funny and easy-going he is. “I guess, opposites attract, right? You seem to be very… outgoing even when sober, whereas, with my sheepish, reserved personality, I have a way of shutting off myself ad being shy.” She reaches out once more to link their digits together shyly, giving a little squish and finally removing her hand, placing both on her lap, upon glancing to the side, she notices the glass of delicious wine is gone and she has to flicker her chocolate laced orbs to admire the boy before her. “Hi Sunwoo, it’s really nice to meet you officially, I’m pretty sure you must have said your name last night and written it in your note… however, my brain seem incapable of handling the information last night, and on my flee this morning.”

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Her words are sheepish and she smiles up at him brighter than before, the fact that the boy is being kind to her and understanding, helps Yeji a lot, leaning her elbows onto the table, she hooks both her hands under her defined chin, leaning into her palms and she tilts her head to the side while scoping him out. “So tell me hm? Were you forced into something like this, unlike something like last night? Not that I’m necessarily complaining about last night, heavens know I needed… that…” she utters, and later on Hwang Yeji would blame this blunt statement on the single glass of red she had, however, right now, upon following her intuition, Yeji feels as if she should give the man a deserving chance. He seems nice enough and she cannot help but be curious about him, upon leaning forth too, the young woman cannot deny the fact that the citrus scent coming from the figure across from her appeals to her senses and she decided right then and there that she likes the scent of citrus on him. “You smell nice,” she blurts out, already feeling a wave of embarrassment flooding her pink-hued cheeks and sheepish features by her blunt, raw honesty. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ༒༆࿐ཽ༵☆⠀