𝙒𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙏𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 [𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜] ✓

I found you

3rd Person POV

A very boring Tuesday. Jisung kept looking at his watch. The beat did not accelerate, it was still beating naturally. If only he could turn back time he wanted to get through the next ten minutes. He wanted this class to end as soon as possible. Ten minutes felt like eternity. This is his last class, after this he will work at the cafe, his second home after his dorm.

He tried to get rid of his boredom by looking at his book, a blank white paper that had not been filled with any writing. The lecturer did not tell them to write because he only explained a few things. Jisung focused his gaze on the blank paper, he let his mind drift. Take it wherever he wants. He is really happy to see the TV off and also the blank paper, it helps him to imagine what he wants, not just fixated on the pictures and writing. He can decide everything he likes, he can see what he wants to see and he can also float wherever he wants.

The blonde was so deeply absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the bell had rung. He jumped up in his chair as he was suddenly startled. He began tidying up stationery and books that were stranded on the table. He put it in his favorite backpack. Seeing that some of his classmates had left, he decided to follow them out of the classroom. The hallway was filled with student who were preparing to go home or were walking to the next class.

He grabbed his phone which was in his hoodie pocket and headed for the group chat containing Felix, Seungmin and also Jeongin. He told them he was going to work and encouraged them because he knew they all still had class.

He steps towards the main gate where students enter and exit the campus. The blonde tried not to touch anyone in the hallway. He made it out of there safely and continued on his way to the cafe. He looked at his watch which showed that he still had thirty minutes before his shift began. Why don't  fill my stomach first?

He stopped right in front of a bakery selling his favorite cheescake. The blonde decided to buy a slice and bring it to work. He will eat it later in the employee room.

Strange thoughts flashed past him. He stopped walking and wanted to look back. But the last time he had that feeling was when he was going to be kidnapped. From there he decided not to look back and continued his pace quickly. The feeling was still there, but he didn't dare look back. The hair on the back of his neck began to stand up, he began to struggle to breath, his forehead broke out in cold sweat and his hands began to tremble.

He tried to speed up his pace even though his leg hurt. The cafe is in sight. The blonde only needs to cross the street and he will arrive at a safe place. He crossed carefully to make sure the road was quiet and that all the cars had stopped. The blonde does not want to die from being hit by a car just because feels someone followed him.

He arrived at his destination. The sound of bells sounded as he opened the cafe door. Feeling safe he decided to look behind him. He watched the road he was passing just now. Eyes scoured all directions but no one could catch his view. He decided to throw the thought away. Trying to catch his breath and slow his heart rate until someone taps him on the shoulder and makes him turn around.

"Why?" There stood the cafe owner who always displayed the looks of his judges. But this time he looked worried seeing the state of one of his employees who was staring at him as if he was an angel of death.

"Are you okay Sung?" The cafe owner asked again.

"Hyung! You just scared me!" The young one tried to look okay and trying to catch his breath.

"No, you startled me. I've been standing here a long time ago but you only look outside. What's wrong?"

The older took Jisung's hand and dragged him towards his office. He seated the young man in the chair and he himself sat at his desk, his arms crossed over his chest.