"He's the guy I was talking to a while ago!" I blurted out, pointing at him with unnecessary drama.
The guy, already mortified from the collision with Ate Clydelle, looked at us, his eyes wide and stunned. He froze, clearly unsure how to react to being suddenly identified.
"Ohh, really?" my sister said, turning her attention from the incident to him, her eyes quickly taking him in.
"Yeah!" I confirmed, nodding vigorously, still processing the shock of seeing him again so soon.
"Hi!" the guy waved, a shy smile on his face.
"Why are you still here? Did you forget something?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I forgot to buy acrylics," he shyly replied.
"Ohh..."
"Yep! I'll head in first." He bowed at us before leaving and entering the art store.
"He's kinda cute," Ate Clydelle complimented, giving me a teasing look.
"Yeah, he is."
"Woah! Finally, Sari!" she exclaimed, startling me.
"Why? What's wrong?"
