"reservation for chan," my best friend says to the lady as we walk into the restaurant. she escorts the two of us to our booth and hands us the laminated menu.
"thank you so much for bringing me here, bangchan," i thank him happily as i scan the main dishes. i've been starving all day and who could anyone say no to food?
"of course, y/n. it's the least i could do for you."
a kind-faced waiter comes by to take our drink orders.
"good evening. i'm han and i'll be your waiter for the night. what can i get you to drink?" we both settled for waters and spoke about our day.
"work is so exhausting today. the pay is barely worth it," i groaned. "how did your day at work go?"
"it was alright. nothing exciting happened," he shrugged, sipping on the water han brought us when he came back for our orders.
i twirled around the straw, the ice cubes clinking together. i looked around the room to see if our food was coming yet and i met eyes with the keem sockjean. i could hardly believe it.
his perfectly structured face looked even more godlike in the the restaurant's lighting. he broke eye contact and returned to his meal. before i could share my excitement with my friend, he excused himself to use the restroom. i kept looking at keem sockjean, pinching myself to make sure i'm not dreaming.
holding two dishes, han came back. i thanked him and he smiled, rushing off to serve the next table. the food smelled absolutely delicious, but i decided to wait until bangchan came back before i started to eat anything.
in my peripheral vision, i could see keem sockjean staring at me. when i caught him stealing glances, he looked away and whispered something to the person on his left. the person nodded and let out a small laugh, punching keem sockjean's wide shoulders. a windshield wiper laugh could be heard as the two ended the conversation. keem sockjean stood up and walked to my booth.
"hey," he greeted. my mouth refused to work and i didn't trust it enough to not let out anything incoherent, so i simply waved in return. "i'd really appreciate if you'd stop staring at me. you're absolutely hideous and you're making me lose my appetite. i mean, seriously, that dress is so not your style. if i squint hard enough you closely resemble a pig; it's definitely an upgrade to your look." he spits in my food and smashes my face into the plate, returning to his table of friends.
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