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"was it really an accident, though?"
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SEO EUNBI

We were suddenly kissing.

i was so confused—did i misread the script? in case i would mess up the filming, i just told myself to follow eunwoo's lead.

which was just kissing me.

i hoped the camera's wouldn't catch my madly blushing face. glad it can't hear my crazily beating heart, either.

this doesn't mean anything. it's just acting. dear brain, it's time to hajima.

finally, eunwoo pulled back, our gazes connecting. the gaze he held was again, a mixture of emotions i could never understand.

"CUT!!"

i backed away a little, heat rising to my face again. "t-that wasn't in the script."

eunwoo cocked his head to the side and looked at the directors and producers. "it wasn't?"

the main pd let out a long sigh. "you should've kissed her like that in the time that you're actually supposed to."

eunwoo looked apologetic, and bowed 90 degrees. "i'm sorry. i guess my script was a faulty then." he said respectfully.

a smile formed on my lips. he's changing, isn't he?

"no worries, let's film it again then."

/

finally filming came to end, and i walked out of the site, the kiss constantly popping in my head again. i don't like him. i don't like him at all.

i caught up to eunwoo, at our daily after-filming meeting spot. he probably didn't even notice my presence, looking at the ground.

i tapped his shoulder and he looked up, half-smiling. "let's go."

i nodded and we walked side by side, and that's when i realized something. "hm...the reason why you're always out here is because you wait for me, isn't that right?"

eunwoo rolled his eyes. "well now i have to."

"no, even before too."

he looked at me as if i was crazy and scoffed. "you're delusional."

"and you're mean."

"fine. i did wait for you before." eunwoo muttered stubbornly.

i let out a laugh. "knew it."

"isn't your manager curious of why you're always with me these days?"

i nodded. "i'll just lie and tell him i live in the same building if he questions again."

"are you sure he'd believe that?" eunwoo asked, smirking.

i hit his arm. "obviously."

/

when the two of us returned to eunwoo's home, eunwoo headed straight to the shower while i headed straight to the kitchen.

my eyes caught something laying on the table and i stopped in front of it, and picked the paper up. it was eunwoo's script.

"i guess my script was a faulty then."

was what eunwoo claimed. why does that sound like such a lie??

minus well check.

i flipped through the script and found the section of the one was just did.

kwon hyunjin leans into kim hyejin, like he's about to kiss her.

but then immediately backs away, and walks away from her.

i raised my eyebrow. "huh? this script isn't faulty."

i laid the papers back into the spot wondering why eunwoo did—do...that...thing.

i shook my head. "i'm overthinking this. he probably forgot."

/

"get ready." eunwoo said, peeking inside my room.

i jumped and looked at him. "can't you knock first??"

"no." eunwoo deadpanned. "hurry up. i'm giving you five minutes."

"what?? where are we going at 9 o'clock at night??" i questioned.

"we're going out." eunwoo said, then disappearing from the doorway.

"???" i hurriedly shut the door and got dressed. "geez, the hell is wrong with that dude—"

/

in five minutes, i managed to get ready (a miracle) and went outside to see eunwoo standing there, casually waiting.

"what are we doing again?? i don't remember making plans—"

"i do." eunwoo said. "i said i'd do the things you should've done as a child with you."

i rolled my eyes. "you're literally so cheesy—"

eunwoo chuckled and grabbed my arm, dragging me out the door.

"you're bipolar i swear to god." i muttered. "what are we doing?"

"you'll see."

/

"a movie?" i asked, looking at eunwoo and raising my eyebrow. "at this time?"

"it's still early. let's goooo." eunwoo said, dragging me further into the theatre. "i already chose the movie we're watching, so we don't have to fight over it."

"good work." i said sarcastically.

eunwoo pulled me into the movie theater quickly.

i nudged his leg with my foot. "stop dragging me around you idiot."

"tch. fine." he said, letting go of my arm. "you're too slow."

"i absolutely 100% totally agree." i muttered sarcastically.

we both settled down onto seats, and the movie started.

"is this a scary movie? if it's a scary movie i am leaving this instant—"

eunwoo shook his head. "i'm scared of scary movies. it's a romance movie."

i paused and squinted at him. "are you feeling okay??"

"yeah, why?"

"you don't seem that type of person...to like...romance movies." i said, but shrugged. "but i am. and i do so thanks."

"i knew it."