both of your eyes are lock to the person who sits in front of you, wearing his pokerface. you frown inwardly while keeping a straight face.

you are trying so hard not to laugh, or make any sound, except sipping the bubble tea in front of you.

both of you are having a staring contest, for the past five minutes. the loser of the game, will have to pay for dinner later that night. an idea comes, and you scrunch your face weird earning the first smile.

"how can i not smile, staring at my beautiful girl is too cute?"