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Minho was calmly waiting outside the trial room for ten minutes when Gayoon came out of there. 

"Good, you're ready-" he began to say but upon seeing her, his words faltered. The peach colored suit complemented her fair skin. It fit her willowy built while her hair was tied into a bun, making her look every bit like a professional business woman. 

"So, does this look alright on me?" she asked nervously. Minho did not reply but stepped closer. Gayoon was blushing a little when he gently took off the clip holding her hair and let her long strands loose. He smoothed her hair, careful not to touch her but she felt as if small jolts of electricity were hitting her skin.

"You look good in anything you wear," he said. Gayoon gaped at him.

"But I should keep my hair tied," she said weakly. "It won't look professional if I let my hair loose like this-"

"I like your long hair," he mentioned. "It looks nice."