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"That's true." she mused. "I highly doubt whether yours would be much different. I like this one, though."

"I will totally get you one tomorrow. Freshly made and packed. You will change your opinion within seconds.

"Goodness, try to enjoy. Sometimes I feel like you are too hard on yourself. Even more than me."

"Oh, that's highly questionable. I didn't end at the hospital like you. I know when to call out for help and take things slow."

"Oh, let's not bring that up. I'm doing better now." Ye Bin gave him a glare, her teeth grinding against the soft surface of the doughnut inside her mouth.

Ju Ho couldn't manage to feed on the delicacies infront of him. He was too used to his own way of making them. He pushed the plate towards Ye Bin's direction who was pleased to have more. She seemed to be enjoying her own treat, appearing zealous. A cool stream of determination, to make her feel more for his bakery's items, flowed inside him.

"I'm done." Ye Bin cleaned the tiny flakes resting on her hand with her handkerchief. She got up and stretched. "That was good. I feel better."

"Should we go now? Or do we need to return the plates to the counter?"

"No. That's not needed. They would need the plates to be there on the table to know which one needs to be cleaned. We should get going." Ye Bin collected her bag from the chair beside her and emerged out of the boundary made by the table.

Ju Ho walked upto her and bent down to reach the level of her shoes. He took the loose laces of her washed out sneakers and started tying them.

"What are you doing?" she asked instinctively, flinching a bit.

"As you can see, I'm tying your shoelaces. You need to be more careful, Ye Bin." Ju Ho looked up while giving the shoelaces a hard pull, to tighten them.

Ye Bin was left perplexed. She gazed at his fervent smile, unable to get a grip of herself. The blue tiles of the floor made such a beautiful combination with his lavender locks and beige clothing. When she looked down at him, she could see how she had missed several details of his boundless facial charm. She had always been the one to crane her neck upwards to see him. As an artist, it was a wonder how she had not paid attention to such complimentary lines drawn together.

Ju Ho towered over her and waved his hand infront of her eyes. "You look dazed. Are you okay?"

Ye Bin could feel the heat gather up near her cheeks. Mumbling a quick affirmation about her being okay, she motioned him to follow her back to the street.

Was she just admiring him?

The idea itself was preposterous. She could feel the rumble of contrasting thoughts clashing against each other in her mind.

The caramel glazed solitary sun was slowly melting on the horizon line, the warmth of the last hues of orange and yellow spreading on the vast expanse of the blanket of sky. They sauntered past several groups of the street's evening strollers, the growing darkness now devouring their surroundings.

Ju Ho casually shook his head and proceeded to arrange his hair with his hands. He was talking to her about a random topic and Ye Bin couldn't really hear any of it. She was staring at him, her eyes draining out all the attention she could possibly have. She was too focused on his face to notice that he was staring back at her too.

"Is there something wrong, Ye Bin? You look disassociated." Ju Ho asked, a transcending concern clogging his thought process.

Ye Bin could bet that her heart had stopped for a moment when she got hold of the situation. She hastily shook her head to deny that and looked away. Ju Ho pursed his lips in confusion and decided to give her a moment to herself. He had been rambling on about the landlord without any reason. It was the best method he had in mind to get to the bus stop without much exhaustion.

Ye Bin could feel her heart pumping at a concerning rate. Her body was covered with goosebumps and she suspected that she might be messing up her entire image. She was acting out of character.

She needed to change the topic. Exactly. Then he would end up thinking that she was gawking at him because she was not in the right state of mind.

"Ju Ho." Ye Bin called softly, tapping his shoulder blade. Ju Ho hummed in response, turning sidewards to face her. He looked at her intently, the lines of his features boiling with curiosity. 

"What if I don't get another commission? What if I fail to deliver what this person is asking of me?" she voiced out her concerns, not being able to look straight at Ju Ho. Ye Bin could actually feel her mind drift back to this feeling of uncertainty as if it was staying right behind other thoughts. The words rolled off her tongue so naturally that she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself yet again.

"Don't jinx it, Yoo Ye Bin." Ju Ho sighed. "It's just the beginning. Maybe, it would take you some time to get another one but you will. I was going through your Instagram account and I could see how you're growing there."

"You went through my posts?" Ye Bin raised her eyebrow, slightly surprised. She could feel her heart gain momentum again.

That was bad. Definitely not a good sign.

"Of course, I did. I don't say this to everyone but your artworks are actually praise worthy. I could see through your mind. Modern art needs to be defined differently with artists like you. I am not a fan of all those random paint splashes and shapes the modern artists use. Your figurines and backgrounds looked straight out of a traditional fairytale."

"What if I was an actual modern artist or whatever you call them? Would you have just stopped talking to me?"

"Maybe." he grimaced.

"Wow." Ye Bin pinched him right on the cheek to show her mock anger.

Ju Ho whined as he held his cheek. "That hurts."

"That's what you get for saying such a mean thing."

Both of them had not realised that they had already managed to reach the nearest bus stand. They bickered while standing for the bus with other possible co-passengers.

"I would like to say it again. I wouldn't be friends with one." Ju Ho stated with a sharp display of his tongue.

"I am very disappointed, Han Ju Ho. I would have totally minced you into pieces if only the bus wasn't coming anytime soon." Ye Bin pointed a finger at the approaching bus, coming near the bus stand.

Ju Ho crossed his arms against his chest and leaned against the pole, saying nothing in response. Ye Bin was staring longingly at the bus, her body bent slightly and her hands holding her knees. She seemed exhausted to the bones. The nearest street light was cascading its fervent light on her which gave the edges of her silky jet hair an ombre effect. The growing darkness was totally outruled by the luminous billboards and busy buildings. Still, Yoo Ye Bin looked the most radiant to Han Ju Ho, against the backdrop of a bustling landscape.

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