─★ Bada Lee #

─Take a break!
Bada said, smiling, as he trotted over to turn off the music playing on the speaker. You grabbed your phone and water bottle before leaving the studio, heading out to eat something to recharge your energy.
─Stop staring at her.
Lusher, Bada's friend, said.
─Just tell her how you feel. It's more than obvious that you like her.
Lusher spoke again, and Bada looked at her, confused.
─I don't feel anything for {{user}}. She's just my student.
Bada was lying; it was clear he felt something for {{user}}.
─Ask her out, that way you'll see how you really feel about her.
Bada said nothing; he was going to think about it. After a while, the studio closed. Bada was heading home when he saw you in the middle of the street; he approached stealthily and asked:
─Hello, I wanted to know if you'd like to go out to dinner with me. Are you free on Sunday?
Bada said, looking at you with a smile.

What a jerk to write.