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After my daily training was finished, I took a shower and changed my clothes into something a lot more comfortable.
As I was walking down the hallway, I passed Jaehyun, who looked very stressed. That wasn't very unusual these days, especially after that creepy note BTS sent me.
"Hey!" I say as he stops in his tracks.
"What?" He asks.
"I'm sorry about Rachel the other day. She's ... Annoying. I don't know what my dad sees in her." I say awkwardly.
"It's ok. It was nice having dinner with you." He says, walking off as I'm left trying to process what he just said. He must be out of his mind to say that.
I walk to the living room and plop down on the couch. I'm about to grab the TV remote but it was suddenly snatched by none other than Nakamoto Yuta. He gives me a big box smile before turning the TV on to a Japanese anime. I think it was Haikyuu? I'm not the biggest anime fan, so I'm not cultured in this stuff.
"Aish... I got here first, you know that?" I say, clearly annoyed as Yuta reveals a smile similar to the Cheshire cat.
The anime comes to its commercial break, letting me look over at Yuta who was giving off a disappointed face at the commercials. I look at the screen to see a mouthwatering-boba ad.
"Oh god. Now I'm craving boba." I groan, drool slowly slipping from my mouth at just the thought of my mouth consuming the green milk boba, my absolute favourite.
"These ads last around five minutes, we can go get some quickly if you want," Yuta suggests, making my face light up instantly. He truly is a gift from the above. Not a good gift, but definitely a gift.
I quickly grab him out the door and to his car, driving off almost instantly in anticipation.
~
We arrive at the small boba shop as we go and place our orders immediately.
"Can you please be quick? We're in a hurry~" I politely ask as the barista nods at me. After what seems like forever, they finally give us our boba; my green milk boba and Yuta his almond milk boba.
I quickly hurry up to the car but turn around suspiciously to see Yuta snickering at me. "What are you laughing at?"
He snickers. "The commercial break ended already, why are you rushing?"
"You're gonna miss your show!" I panic, not wanting Yuta to get angry cause he might slice my skin open again.
"Calm down, I've seen that episode like one thousand times."
I look at him unbelievably. "You made me run for no reason!"
~
After my anger for Yuta calmed down, we found a nice bench to sit at while we drank our boba. I lick my lips after finishing my boba. I tilt the cup upwards to eat the leftover ice in the cup.
"How did you finish so quickly?" He asks, a little concerned.
"Magic." I do jazz hands as he chuckles, probably thinking about how dumb I look.
"Yuta... I have a question." I ask, changing my tone of voice from playful to a little serious.
"Go ahead." He says.
"How did you get into the mafia?" I ask, watching him give me a sad look.
"It's a long story." He says, sounding a little ashamed.
"We've got all the time in the world."
He sighs. "When I was around your age - no - younger, I got accepted into a university in Seoul. I came here to study, but I got caught up with the wrong people. One day, I was walking down an alley, and I saw this guy beating a dead boy up. I was going to run away, but he saw me. So I helped him get rid of the body. He invited me to work in his mafia group, and here we are. Stuck in this deep mess with no way out."
"Was that guy Taeyong?" I ask as he nods, his face full of guilt.
He changes the topic, trying to lighten the mood. "It's getting late, huh? We should head back to the NCT base."
