허찬 heo chan • 1995

"Wise men say, only fools rush in. But I can't help falling in love with you"

I like you. A lot. When I saw you for the first time I felt something happening, but I couldn't admit, of course. I'm always afraid of getting hurt, but you have that glow in your eyes that keep bringing me back. I also like the shape of them, and the way they close tight when you laugh. I like you hair. I like your little hands that I wish I could to fit in with mine, or feel you playing with my hair. You are so cute, can you stop? I'm trying not to fall in love with your smile, and your dancing skills, and your childish way with your friends, and your beautiful way to treat your fans. I can see the joy and love around you when you get close to them personally or in the stage. I like how you take care of Subin, I'm sure he loves you a lot. I can't stop admiring your skin tone and your brightful smile, with those dimples that make the shape of your face even more lovely. I like when you try to be cute, but you're actually cute after that, because it's when you're embarrassed (for sure thinking wth am i doing?). You are adorable when you're doing nothing but just looking at the crowd. I really hope you're taking care of yourself; sleeping, eating, drinking well. Because I know you're doing your best to make me happy. But only God knows, I would feel worried and empty if anything ever happens to you. Then, in the end, I like this feeling. A lot.

"Then I realize what it is. It's him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames."