Your friends talked about their types, giggling like psychos. Vivian then asks:"Y/n, what's your type?", you think about it, mumbling sentences."My type..he should wear glasses,hair will be down.. wearing a black turtleneck neck too,a hot nerd.." *before you continue, she interupts, "you should turn around.." you turned around, seeing your enemy. Kai smirked. "That's your type, huh.." the next day, you see him in the exact look, smirking while looking at you "you like me better now, love?"
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