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ch | 38

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Chapter 38 — The Day We Met

A sip of strawberry goodness was the one for clearing the mind. Today's temperature went up. That meant it was not as cold as it was, so you took the opportunity to get yourself a strawberry milkshake despite the season being winter. The weather was good enough that you skipped putting on the heating pads. From there on, nothing was stopping you.

You sat down on a bench and then watched people pass by.

"I know you."

You turned towards the voice and saw the kid you met last November. He was wearing overalls and the same snapback placed sideways.

"I know you too." You said and looked around. You were sitting on the same bench from months ago  but the newspaper rack beside it was gone. "No news today?"

He shook his head. "We moved."

He pointed towards the corner across the street and instead of a rack, there was a small publication store named Uncle Antonio's. Magazines and newspapers were displaced behind its glass walls, presenting it to the people who walked by.

"Congrats on the upgrade."

"Thanks." He said. "I'm still waiting for that 10 bucks."

He raised his eyebrows as he hinted on the overpriced paper you read before.

You stared blankly at him. "Don't."

Alarmed by your response, he ran straight to his uncle's store and peaked at you through the clear glass.

You rolled your eyes in annoyance. Children.

"Tell me you are not drinking a milkshake." A rather disappointed but not surprised voice chimed after a few seconds. You didn't need to ponder who it was because you already knew by the deepness of his voice that it was Min Yoongi.

He was in black jeans and a white top under a thick black jacket. Wrapped around his gloved hands was a venti cup of hot coffee.

He was staring ridiculously at your drink, thinking how crazy you must be.

"I am not drinking a milkshake...?" You said hesitantly.

"Ugh. You're torturing yourself. You must be cold. Give me that." He said, stretching his hand out to you as a sign that you should hand him the milkshake. When he saw that you weren't gonna give it, he snatched it away from your hands.

You gasped. "Give it back!"

You reached for your drink but he was fast enough to swerve it away from your flying hands. You thought he was going to throw it away but instead, he took the straw with his mouth and took a huge slurp.

Your jaw dropped. No, he did not.

"Ah." He sighed in content, feeling the cold beverage on his tongue.

"How ironic." You said, crossing your arms as you glare at him. "You must be cold." You mimicked in a tiny vile voice and scoffed in disbelief. Here you thought he was genuinely concerned about you but what he was actually trying to do was steal your drink.