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Kangmin as Yukio Kalandra Sohee as Kartika Shea

“Ih, Shaka jangan iseng! Eh?”

Suara lantang milik seorang Kartika Shea tiba-tiba menciut ketika dirinya sadar pemuda yang ia teriaki bukanlah saudara kembarnya.

“Daun,” balas pemuda tersebut sambil menunjukkan sehelai daun kering ditangan kirinya.

“Oh? Maaf maaf, aku kira kamu saudara kembar aku. Tadi orangnya baris di belakang aku soalnya,” ucap Shea sedikit panik.

Pemuda tersebut mengarahkan pandangannya ke satu barisan di belakang bagian kiri, Shea yang mengikuti pandangannya menemukan Shaka yang terlihat sedang mati-matian menahan tawa.

Pasti dia melihat Shea yang hampir membentak pemuda yang tak ia kenal.

Lagian Shaka kenapa pindah ke situ sih???

“Kita satu kelompok, saudara kembar lo engga. Makanya dia pindah barisan,” jelas pemuda tersebut bagai membaca isi pikiran Shea.

Ah iya, kelompok yang ditentukan panitia MPLS.

Fokus Shea kembali ke arah pemuda tersebut, “Maaf ya sekali lagi—Kalan,” ucap Shea sembari melihat ke arah name tag yang terpasang dengan jelas di kemeja putihnya

Yukio Kalandra.

Kalan? Belum pernah ada yang memanggil dirinya Kalan sebelumnya.

“Iya, santai aja, Shea,” balas Kalandra yang bergantian melirik name tag bertuliskan Kartika Shea, walaupun dirinya sudah mengetahui nama gadis tersebut terlebih dahulu.

“Makasih juga udah ambil daun itu,” tambah Shea.

Tak bisa Shea bayangkan kalau daun kering tersebut bersinggah lebih lama lagi di kepalanya, bisa-bisa dirinya dijadikan bahan ejekan oleh senior yang sedang senang-senangnya memburu kesalahan murid baru.

“Kalau gitu, mohon kerja samanya ya, Kalan!” ucap Shea dengan semangat dibalas sebuah anggukan dan senyuman milik Kalandra.

Kalan. Lucu juga panggilannya.

Orang yang ia kenal selalu memanggilnya dengan nama Kio.

Tetapi, seorang Kartika Shea untuk pertama kalinya memanggil pemuda tersebut dengan panggilan baru, Kalan.

Sejak hari itu, ia memastikan semua orang yang ia temui memanggilnya dengan satu nama yang sama, Kalan.

VERIVERY'S Yoo Kangmin as Yukio Kalandra Rocket Punch's Kim Sohee as Kartika Shea

“You're not listening to me, didn't you?”

Kalandra's firm voice sounded too clear in his own living room. Fifteen minutes had passed and the dark-haired young man is still busy advising the short-haired girl who has been sitting tensely beside him.

“Sorry, Kalan.. I didn't mean to...”

“I know, but you can't do this to yourself, Shea.”

The girl lowered her head, she already run out of arguments, she also thought there was no reason left to answer her boyfriend.

Shea realized she was wrong. She even said sorry for many times now even though she knew very well that Kalan already ignored her apology earlier.

“I don't like it, seeing you like this,” he said while patting cotton-balls towards Shea's left hand.

“Sorry,” Shea squeaked, almost inaudibly.

“Now tell me, how the hell you become such a mess like this?” He asked, Shea could still hear a little bit of anger in his voice.

The girl took a deep breath, “I was going to make a tea but I didn't know the kettle was leaking. The hot water was spilled and got on my hands, I was startled so I just throw the kettle,” she said while took a quick glance at the shattered kettle on the floor.

“Sorry about that, I will buy a new one, I promise,” she added, weakly.

Kalan's face got stiffened for a moment, both of his hands suddenly gripped Shea's shoulders as if forced her to look him in the eyes.

“Do you think I care more about the kettle? Shea, I don't give a damn about the kettle, you could destroy this whole kitchen I don't care as long as you're okay. But look at you now.”

Shea lowered her head again, she thought looking at his rug was way more interesting than staring at the owner itself.

“Shea, look at me,” Kalan said firmly.

She forced herself to looked back into his eyes, but this time her vision seemed a little blurry.

“Shea, my love,” he sighed, then pulled the girl into his arms, “sorry, am I being too harsh?”

She just nodded her head, a single tear managed to fall from her eye.

Kalan pulled himself back, both of his hands now got its own place on Shea's faces.

He erased the distance between them then started planting kisses to every inch of her face. Her cheeks, her eyes, her nose

He always finds his own way to adore every part of her face, kissing her gently as she's the fragile thing that could shatter anytime soon.

And when I said every inch of her face, I really meant every inch of her face.

He pulled himself a little just to have a chance to glance at her beautiful eyes.

No words were spoken, but each other knew they didn't want to stop. Yet.

“Can I?” he asked, sounded nervous.

She nodded and that's all he needs. He kisses her gently, once again, but this time he really took his time.

After finishing what must've been done, he pulled himself back, his thumb brushed her tiny lips and smiled, “Sorry.”

She shook her head, “It's okay.”

“Be careful next time, okay love?”

Kalan was about to leave his place when Shea's hand holds him from going anywhere.

“I know what I did was wrong, I'm still sorry for that. But do you really gonna leave me here after what you've done?” she asked.

“Wha—oh, did you mean our first kiss?” He asked with a little smile grown on his face.

“You!!! How could you say it like it was nothing?!”

“Who said it was nothing? Love, it was something. But why did you get so angry tho? You didn't like it? Wanna get some refunds?” He mocked then pulling her into a hug.

“I— I like it... But it's just— forget it I'm going to clean the mess,” she said, proceed to make her way into the kitchen.

“So you did like it?”

“Shut up, Kalan,” she said, ended the conversation.

He chuckled then went to help her with the kitchen stuff.

Silence it's all they can hear, maybe both of them need some time to process on what the fuck just happened.

“I found it ironic,” Shea said, finally breaking the silence, “how our first kiss happened after an accident.”

“Can I be honest with you? I don't really care. I like it and that's all I need,” he replied with a grin on his face.

“But genuine question, how can I get you to kiss me again?” she asked shyly but still asked anyway while looking directly towards her boyfriend.

“Ask,” he said, simply.

Noted.

Written by BUSANIESE, 2022

VERIVERY'S Yoo Kangmin as Yukio Kalandra Rocket Punch's Kim Sohee as Kartika Shea

“You're not listening to me, didn't you?”

Kalandra's firm voice sounded too clear in his own living room. Fifteen minutes had passed and the dark-haired young man is still busy advising the short-haired girl who has been sitting tensely beside him.

“Sorry, Kalan.. I didn't mean to...”

“I know, but you can't do this to yourself, Shea.”

The girl lowered her head, she already run out of arguments, she also thought there was no reason left to answer her boyfriend.

Shea realized she was wrong. She even said sorry for many times now even though she knew very well that Kalan already ignored her apology earlier.

“I don't like it, seeing you like this,” he said while patting cotton-balls towards Shea's left hand.

“Sorry,” Shea squeaked, almost inaudibly.

“Now tell me, how the hell you become such a mess like this?” He asked, Shea could still hear a little bit of anger in his voice.

The girl took a deep breath, “I was going to make a tea but I didn't know the kettle was leaking. The hot water was spilled and got on my hands, I was startled so I just throw the kettle,” she said while took a quick glance at the shattered kettle on the floor.

“Sorry about that, I will buy a new one, I promise,” she added, weakly.

Kalan's face got stiffened for a moment, both of his hands suddenly gripped Shea's shoulders as if forced her to look him in the eyes.

“Do you think I care more about the kettle? Shea, I don't give a damn about the kettle, you could destroy this whole kitchen I don't care as long as you're okay. But look at you now.”

Shea lowered her head again, she thought looking at his rug was way more interesting than staring at the owner itself.

“Shea, look at me,” Kalan said firmly.

She forced herself to looked back into his eyes, but this time her vision seemed a little blurry.

“Shea, my love,” he sighed, then pulled the girl into his arms, “sorry, am I being too harsh?”

She just nodded her head, a single tear managed to fall from her eye.

Kalan pulled himself back, both of his hands now got its own place on Shea's faces.

He erased the distance between them then started planting kisses to every inch of her face. Her cheeks, her eyes, her nose

He always finds his own way to adore every part of her face, kissing her gently as she's the fragile thing that could shatter anytime soon.

And when I said every inch of her face, I really meant every inch of her face.

He pulled himself a little just to have a chance to glance at her beautiful eyes.

No words were spoken, but each other knew they didn't want to stop. Yet.

“Can I?” he asked, sounded nervous.

She nodded and that's all he needs. He kisses her gently, once again, but this time he really took his time.

After finishing what must've been done, he pulled himself back, his thumb brushed her tiny lips and smiled, “Sorry.”

She shook her head, “It's okay.”

“Be careful next time, okay love?”

Kalan was about to leave his place when Shea's hand holds him from going anywhere.

“I know what I did was wrong, I'm still sorry for that. But do you really gonna leave me here after what you've done?” she asked.

“Wha—oh, did you mean our first kiss?” He asked with a little smile grown on his face.

“You!!! How could you say it like it was nothing?!”

“Who said it was nothing? Love, it was something. But why did you get so angry tho? You didn't like it? Wanna get some refunds?” He mocked then pulling her into a hug.

“I— I like it... But it's just— forget it I'm going to clean the mess,” she said, proceed to make her way into the kitchen.

“So you did like it?”

“Shut up, Kalan,” she said, ended the conversation.

He chuckled then went to help her with the kitchen stuff.

Silence it's all they can hear, maybe both of them need some time to process on what the fuck just happened.

“I found it ironic,” Shea said, finally breaking the silence, “how our first kiss happened after an accident.”

“Can I be honest with you? I don't really care. I like it and that's all I need,” he replied with a grin on his face.

“But genuine question, how can I get you to kiss me again?” she asked shyly but still asked anyway while looking directly towards her boyfriend.

“Ask,” he said, simply.

Noted.

Written by BUSANIESE, 2022

VERIVERY'S Yoo Kangmin as Yukio Kalandra Rocket Punch's Kim Sohee as Kartika Shea

“You're not listening to me, didn't you?” Kalandra's firm voice sounded too clear in his own living room. Fifteen minutes had passed and the dark-haired young man is still busy advising the short-haired girl who has been sitting tensely beside him.

“Sorry, Kalan.. I didn't mean to...”

“I know, but you can't do this to yourself, Shea.”

The girl lowered her head, she already run out of arguments, she also thought there was no reason left to answer her boyfriend.

Shea realized she was wrong. She even said sorry for many times now even though she knew very well that Kalan already ignored her apology earlier.

“I don't like it, seeing you like this,” he said while patting cotton-balls towards Shea's left hand.

“Sorry,” Shea squeaked, almost inaudibly.

“Now tell me, how the hell you become such a mess like this?” He asked, Shea could still hear a little bit of anger in his voice.

The girl took a deep breath, “I was going to make a tea but I didn't know the kettle was leaking. The hot water was spilled and got on my hands, I was startled so I just throw the kettle,” she said while took a quick glance at the shattered kettle on the floor.

“Sorry about that, I will buy a new one, I promise,” she added, weakly.

Kalan's face got stiffened for a moment, both of his hands suddenly gripped Shea's shoulders as if forced her to look him in the eyes.

“Do you think I care more about the kettle? Shea, I don't give a damn about the kettle, you could destroy this whole kitchen I don't care as long as you're okay. But look at you now.”

Shea lowered her head again, she thought looking at his rug was way more interesting than staring at the owner itself.

“Shea, look at me,” Kalan said firmly.

She forced herself to looked back into his eyes, but this time her vision seemed a little blurry.

“Shea, my love,” he sighed, then pulled the girl into his arms, “sorry, am I being too harsh?”

She just nodded her head, a single tear managed to fall from her eye.

Kalan pulled himself back, both of his hands now got its own place on Shea's faces.

He erased the distance between them then started planting kisses to every inch of her face. Her cheeks, her eyes, her nose

He always finds his own way to adore every part of her face, kissing her gently as she's the fragile thing that could shatter anytime soon.

And when I said every inch of her face, I really meant every inch of her face.

He pulled himself a little just to have a chance to glance at her beautiful eyes.

No words were spoken, but each other knew they didn't want to stop. Yet.

“Can I?” he asked, sounded nervous.

She nodded and that's all he needs. He kisses her gently, once again, but this time he really took his time.

After finishing what must've been done, he pulled himself back, his thumb brushed her tiny lips and smiled, “Sorry.”

She shook her head, “It's okay.”

“Be careful next time, okay love?”

Kalan was about to leave his place when Shea's hand holds him from going anywhere.

“I know what I did was wrong, I'm still sorry for that. But do you really gonna leave me here after what you've done?” she asked.

“Wha—oh, did you mean our first kiss?” He asked with a little smile grown on his face.

“You!!! How could you say it like it was nothing?!”

“Who said it was nothing? Love, it was something. But why did you get so angry tho? You didn't like it? Wanna get some refunds?” He mocked then pulling her into a hug.

“I— I like it... But it's just— forget it I'm going to clean the mess,” she said, proceed to make her way into the kitchen.

“So you did like it?”

“Shut up, Kalan,” she said, ended the conversation.

He chuckled then went to help her with the kitchen stuff.

Silence it's all they can hear, maybe both of them need some time to process on what the fuck just happened.

“I found it ironic,” Shea said, finally breaking the silence, “how our first kiss happened after an accident.”

“Can I be honest with you? I don't really care. I like it and that's all I need,” he replied with a grin on his face.

“But genuine question, how can I get you to kiss me again?” she asked shyly but still asked anyway while looking directly towards her boyfriend.

“Ask,” he said, simply.

Noted.

VERIVERY'S Yoo Kangmin as Yukio Kalandra Rocket Punch's Kim Sohee as Kartika Shea

“You're not listening to me, didn't you?” Kalandra's firm voice sounded too clear in his own living room. Fifteen minutes had passed and the dark-haired young man is still busy advising the short-haired girl who has been sitting tensely beside him.

“Sorry, Kalan.. I didn't mean to...”

“I know, but you can't do this to yourself, Shea.”

The girl lowered her head, she already run out of arguments, she also thought there was no reason left to answer her boyfriend.

Shea realized she was wrong. She even said sorry for many times now even though she knew very well that Kalan already ignored her apology earlier.

“I don't like it, seeing you like this,” he said while patting cotton-balls towards Shea's left hand.

“Sorry,” Shea squeaked, almost inaudibly.

“Now tell me, how the hell you become such a mess like this?” He asked, Shea could still hear a little bit of anger in his voice.

The girl took a deep breath, “I was going to make a tea but I didn't know the kettle was leaking. The hot water was spilled and got on my hands, I was startled so I just throw the kettle,” she said while took a quick glance at the shattered kettle on the floor.

“Sorry about that, I will buy a new one, I promise,” she added, weakly.

Kalan's face got stiffened for a moment, both of his hands suddenly gripped Shea's shoulders as if forced her to look him in the eyes.

“Do you think I care more about the kettle? Shea, I don't give a damn about the kettle, you could destroy this whole kitchen I don't care as long as you're okay. But look at you now.”

Shea lowered her head again, she thought looking at his rug was way more interesting than staring at the owner itself.

“Shea, look at me,” Kalan said firmly.

She forced herself to looked back into his eyes, but this time her vision seemed a little blurry.

“Shea, my love,” he sighed, then pulled the girl into his arms, “sorry, am I being too harsh?”

She just nodded her head, a single tear managed to fall from her eye.

Kalan pulled himself back, both of his hands now got its own place on Shea's faces.

He erased the distance between them then started planting kisses to every inch of her face. Her cheeks, her eyes, her nose

He always finds his own way to adore every part of her face, kissing her gently as she's the fragile thing that could shatter anytime soon.

And when I said every inch of her face, I really meant every inch of her face.

He pulled himself a little just to have a chance to glance at her beautiful eyes.

No words were spoken, but each other knew they didn't want to stop. Yet.

“Can I?” he asked, sounded nervous.

She nodded and that's all he needs. He kisses her gently, once again, but this time he really took his time.

After finishing what must've been done, he pulled himself back, his thumb brushed her tiny lips and smiled, “Sorry.”

She shook her head, “It's okay.”

“Be careful next time, okay love?”

Kalan was about to leave his place when Shea's hand holds him from going anywhere.

“I know what I did was wrong, I'm still sorry for that. But do you really gonna leave me here after what you've done?” she asked.

“Wha—oh, did you mean our first kiss?” He asked with a little smile grown on his face.

“You!!! How could you say it like it was nothing?!”

“Who said it was nothing? Love, it was something. But why did you get so angry tho? You didn't like it? Wanna get some refunds?” He mocked then pulling her into a hug.

“I— I like it... But it's just— forget it I'm going to clean the mess,” she said, proceed to make her way into the kitchen.

“So you did like it?”

“Shut up, Kalan,” she said, ended the conversation.

He chuckled then went to help her with the kitchen stuff.

Silence it's all they can hear, maybe both of them need some time to process on what the fuck just happened.

“I found it ironic,” Shea said, finally breaking the silence, “how our first kiss happened after an accident.”

“Can I be honest with you? I don't really care. I like it and that's all I need,” he replied with a grin on his face.

“But genuine question, how can I get you to kiss me again?” she asked shyly but still asked anyway while looking directly towards her boyfriend.

“Ask,” he said, simply.

Noted.