I wanna be Jung Mo Eum when I grow up. Pretty sure Yeon Du isn't the only one who thinks that, I do too 😆
This lady is so cool. She's got the skills and qualifications of a paramedic, she's a good friend and listener, she's got a good head on her shoulders, she's a caring daughter and just a wholeseome caring person, she loves whimsical stuff like UFO and four clover leaves, she will fight for her favorite isotonic drink
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Tyler, with cheeks as red as a ripe tomato, clutched his shirt down in a futile attempt to cover what his missing pants could not—his trusty tighty whities. His friends, Jake and Ethan, stood a few feet away, barely containing their laughter.
Jake: (chuckling) "Oh, Tyler, you really should thank us. We're just helping you air out those classic briefs!"
Tyler: (embarrassed) "This isn't the time for jokes, guys. Seriously, where are my pants?!"
Ethan: "Relax, Ty. They're safe and sound. But you've got to admit, this is pretty funny. Who knew you were still rocking the look of a fifth grader?"
Nearby students began to gather, drawn by the unusual sight. A girl named Emma pointed at Tyler, her giggle cutting through the murmuring crowd.
Emma: "Oh my gosh, Tyler, I had no idea you were such a trendsetter. Tighty whities on campus? Bold move!"
Tyler's face turned an even deeper shade of red, if that were possible. He tried to laugh it off, but his voice cracked under the weight of his embarrassment.
Tyler: "Yeah, haha, trendsetter... that's me. Can I just get my pants back now?"
Jake: "All in good time, buddy. They're just hanging around, enjoying a bit of sunshine. Maybe you should take a stroll by the library. You know, for some light reading and... pants retrieval."
Tyler sighed, resigned to his fate. He knew there was no escaping the watchful eyes and smartphones of his peers.
Ethan: "Don't worry, Ty. At least you're wearing the good old reliable tighty whities. They never go out of style, right?"
With a sheepish nod, Tyler set off toward the library, his friends' laughter echoing behind him. As he walked, the murmurs of the crowd followed, a mix of amusement and sympathy for the young man in his not-so-secret underwear.
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