Old Friend
Heejin's POV
The snow continued to fall as I looked outside. Everyone around the cafe was either waiting for their order or taking pictures of their food. The bell by the door rang and a group of men came in.
The three were wearing masks on their face, I could somehow recognize one. Seems like he recognized me too but he kept quiet. They all ordered and sat down on a nearby table. After giving the order to the barista, I went back to the cashier. I kept thinking about the guy but heard another ring.
Looking up I saw another man enter. He was tall and broad shouldered but also had a mask on. He came up to the counter looking around. When his eyes caught mine his eyes looked shocked but they soon turned soft.
"Annyeonghaseyo. I'm here with a group of guys. They said table 7." He said and I smiled back "Ah table number 7 is over there sir." I say. "Ahh thank you." He says.
'That man seems familiar too.' I say in my head. He approaches the table and they all hug each other. I sadly smile seeing such affection. That smile soon turns into a shocked face once I see both familiar guys take off their masks.
Isn't that the guy at the grocery an- andd "Kim- Kim Seokjin" I stutter softly.
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