He sighed. Giving a sign to Myuk PD through his eyes.
is there any way to avoid these?
Myuk PD shoke his head restlessly. Another sigh of frustration.
Sweat coming down from his head. He sat down, watching a wrestling match between her and Jeongah.
Please, please just yield, for me. PLEASE.
He kept hoping for her shellacking but he knew she was not that kind of person.
She couldn't just yield. He knew it. He knew her. Too much, maybe.
He sighed again as she overthrew Jeongah and smiled widely. He couldn't help but smiled too.
She hasn't changed. Strong girl he always adore.

He stood up, tried to face this as a man. Putting his smile like he always did.
Myuk PD was looking at him, asking for confirmation.
He nodded vaguely.
"Next match, HaHa, Song Jihyo !"
He looked at her face, her smiled fading away. She looked at him.
Eyes met. A hint of confuse. Again he nodded, to her this time.
He was giving her sign..
Lets do this quickly.
She grasped.

"I feel like I'll lose.." He said in perfectly cheering tone.
 Jaesuk giving him a pat in shoulder, knowing what is going on.
He smiled. Yeppo. He thought.
He looked at her, just 50 meters away. So flawless.
For a blink of second he stunned.
"Get ready!" Jaesuk's voice brought him back from the very fast reverie.

His heart beat rapidly as his hand went to the bond on her thigh.
They were now in a hug position.
She was so close to him. He could feel her breath. Her hair smelled cute.
Her warmness wrapped him in happiness.
He closed his eyes.
If he just could hold on this position for 3 seconds longer...

The sound of whistle are the one who woke him up.
He didn't know anything but Jihyo was already on the floor. Under him.
He stared at her. She did too. Cute.
Quick, isn't it Oppa?
He was shocked but quickly adapt.
Put his 'mong' face expression. Everyone laughed.
Jaesuk was encouraging him with his eyes.

He didn't know how to feel.
He was glad it's over. But he was sad too because..it's over.

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