"And last question; could you describe your ideal type?"
"Pale, white skin, huge eyes, that are sometimes green but can also turn slightly brown when she's tired; blonde soft hair that always smells like fruits; long fingers ended with colourful nails; there must be always at least one nail painted differently..."
"Yah, JB!" JYP hit me in head with the pile of documents he was holding. "Not so detailed! During interview just say 'Yoona sunbae'."
JR giggled next to me, waiting for the lesson to be over.
"That's all for today, you have free time now." JYP got up, shaking his head in disappointment and saying to himself "Great dancer, great actor, but totally suck at variety."
As soon as our boss left the room, JR's giggling turned into laughter. He poked me in arm.
"Since when Yoona sunbae is blonde?"
"I've never said Yoona's my ideal type. It was JYP hyung's words." I said.
"You have crush on your castmate!"
"I don't!" I started chasing him in our empty practice room. "I don't have crush on her!"
Later that day I was sitting in J.'s car and we were singing to Sistar's 'Alone'.
She had asked me if I have time to go with her on trip to the outskirts of Seoul in order to find good place for taking photos. I hadn't resisted even for a second and agreed immediately.
"Housewarming party?" I asked her.
"My friend's. I don't want to buy her mug with photo of her favourite band or vase. I want to give her something, you know, more personal. Something I'll put work into making."
"I'll definitely invite you for housewarming party of my new dorm just to get something personal and hand-made from you." I smiled.
"Materialist! You want to invite me only to get something." She said but she didn't mean it.
"Oh, there's some sign!" It said it was place where cherry blossom festival was held. We saw other cars turning there.
"Too many tourists." She said.
We stopped nearly but not in part designed for tourist but for villagers. With her professionally looking camera J. looked like foreign reporter or photographer.
I was following her when she was taking photos; I was also looking around trying to find some place to eat something.
"Look!" She shook my arm, and pointed somewhere but instead of looking at that direction I stared at her: blonde female gazing at something at the horizon, with wind softly blowing her hair. "That garden is beautiful!"
"And it belongs to someone." I said finally looking at pointed garden.
"So what?" She asked. "For good photo for May I can break few rules and sneak into someone's garden."
The garden was indeed beautiful; blossoming cherry trees were placed on both sides of sandy path. I sat comfortably under one of trees and allowed myself to look at J. focused on taking photos.
She was so absorbed in taking pictures of trees that she didn't notice blue butterfly flying above her head.
Maybe I had done right not telling her about the butterfly because soon she was running in my direction, screaming that some bug attacked her.
She looked funny escaping from invisible 'monster' and I couldn't stop laughing even when she slightly punched me into my arm and stated that 'it's not funny at all; that bee was enormous and tried to kill me!'
"Hello, kids." Some elder woman came to us. For a second I and J. were afraid that she might yell at us for breaking into her garden.
"So handsome." She said and caressed my face. "And so young." She smiled to us showing us her incomplete teeth. "There's nothing better than enjoy nice weather with good food." She said and handed me basket filled with food.
We thanked her and she just asked us to visit her later when the trees will be full of cherries.
"Could you believe such nice people exist?" J. asked; we finished eating and were now resting.
J. lied on her tummy on grass and I was sitting opposite her so we could talk and keep eye contact.
"I'm lucky to meet nice people. Like you or that old lady."
"I don't remember being nice to you."
"You take me on trip."
"I had my reason; I needed slave who would carry my bag." She laughed.
"You could ask G-Dragon!" I said; I knew she was close with him. She looked surprised; like if taking GD on trip hadn't crossed her mind.
"Be honest; you wanted to spend more time with JB who's going to be very famous singer soon!"
"Oh, yes, I'm your number one fangirl, and because I don't want other fangirls to have you; that's why I take you here: to kill you and bury under one of trees!"She got up to catch me; I got up too but wasn't running away - I wanted to be caught by her.
And in fact, it was me when caught her - as soon as she started moving in my direction she tripped over basket and felt right into my arms.
"Stop exercising!" She said into my chest, where her head landed. "You're muscles are too hard." She massaged her forehead and pouted. "I'll have lump."
I wasn't going to correct her that she would have the lump if she had hit the ground not my chest.
Instead of saying it, I grabbed her hand - the one she was massaging her forehead, ad moved closer glaring at her forehead. "Umm, there's chance to save your pretty forehead." I almost touched her head with my lips and blew.
She pushed me slightly. "So cheesy!" She said laughing.
"Cheesy, you say? So why are you blushing?" I smiled.
"It's hot here. And it's about time to go back to city." She turned back to pack our things.
On the way back I looked at photos she had taken. To my surprise some of them showed me; she must have taken them when I was focusing on looking for place to eat because I didn't noticed when she took them.
"I think I've felt in love!"
"What?" She asked, staring at me in disbelief.
"I'm deeply in love...with this photo." She looked a bit disappointed with my answer.
"So this is the photo I'm going to print in big size and put into lovely frame to decorate May's apartment. "
When I was about to leave her car and step into my dorm she asked me if I want to go with her to housewarming party.
I agreed without even checking my schedule.
Short story with JB; I hope he's going to debut soon - I need more photos of him:P