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Chapter 25: Converse High

Jung Haneul's POV

My phone is still off, and I have no intentions of turning it on for the day and seeing his messages. For once, I'm going to play hard to get on him so that he'll understand to never take advantage of my considerate and kind nature.

If I talk to him now and easily forgive him, understand that he was busy, then he might think that his excuse for being an idol is enough to make him just forget about me or anyone else. That's bullshit.

My whole night was spent crying, I ended up sleeping late and waking up late either. But staying at home and locking myself in my room doesn't feel like a good environment to be in given that it'll make me sulk more.

I need my Cappuccino.

I decided to dress up and go to the cafe. I know the place would make me just remember him and our old times more, but I honestly think it's better to stay there than here. He might decide to just show up in front of my door, and I don't want to talk to him just yet. I'm still very mad at him.

"I'm just going to the cafe. If Namjoon asks where I am, don't even say a word to him," I told the girls who are having their lunch already.

"You're not gonna eat with us?" Chaerin asked worriedly.

I smiled at her softly and shook my head. "I'll eat at the cafe."

I'm not exactly sure if I'll do something else, but for now, I just want to be alone and away from him.

Outside of our gate, I'm surprised to find a car next door leaving. I panicked with the thought that Namjoon must be inside so I started walking fast, away from the car and hoping that Namjoon is at least not inside.

"Haneul!" The familiar high pitched male voice called me, making me stop on my tracks. "Where are you going?" He asked.

I sighed and faced my side where the window was rolled down. I made sure first that he's alone and he seems to have noticed that. "Don't worry, I'm alone."

Again, I sighed but in relief.

"I'm going to the cafe," I answered his question.

"Oh, great! I'm going there too. Hop in!"

I got inside his car on the shotgun seat. "Don't even dare tell him where I am," I threatened and gave Jimin a glare. "Don't even think about it," I said sternly.

The man swallowed, his Adam's apple moving, as he looked at me quite terrified. I must've caught his thoughts.

Jimin is his cousin, and I'm sure he has probably told his housemates about what happened. Judging by Jimin's actions, I could already tell, and this dude is probably thinking of ways on how to help Namjoon.

He drove us to the cafe, the atmosphere between us silent but it wasn't awkward ㅡ at least on my point of view. I felt relaxed, and thankful that he's quiet and he hasn't mentioned anything about his cousin.

Inside the cafe, there were a lot of people, making me sigh. It's even irritating how they are all looking at the door every time someone will enter, probably anticipating RM's appearance.

"Crazy fangirls," I scoffed, making Jimin look at me confusedly but I just sighed and pulled him with me to the counter.

"I'll have the usual and the seafood pesto pasta, please," I ordered.

Shanisse brightly smiled at me before diverting her eyes at Jimin to take his order. "I'll have a Vanilla Frappe and a slice of strawberry cheesecake. Then can I also have three pieces of Hotteoks for take out?" He ordered.