We belong to eachother now

ONE

"I can't decide!" I mumble to myself as I look to the millions of ramen packets in front of me.

Ok, they are not millions but the aisle in the convenience store is pretty big. I mean how many flavors can there be?! Of course I don't know what most of them are, because they are in Korean, hence my doubt. I don't speak the language at all.

"Maybe I should just grab one randomly." I sigh, tilt my head to the side and try to decide which one will be the lucky one to be picked. I am usually not this undecided, I promise but it is one of those days where my mind just doesn't stay still long enough for me to decide something, my mind keeps jumping from thought to thought.

"I should just kill the person who decided that all these flavors were necessary. Just shove all these ramen down the bastard's throat" I say.

I probably zooned out for a while because I didn't know he was there until he giggled.

I look to my right and there he is just a few centimeters away from me. He is a bit taller than me and slim. He is wearing all black from head to toe, with a super casual style. I can't see his face because he is wearing a black mask and a cap, but his eyes are dark brown and I can tell he is smiling because he eyes are squinting.

"I am actually not a violent person" I say smiling apologetically. I'm not sure why I said that, it only made me look crazier. I look at his sneakers, classic vans black. Nice taste. I have this little obsession with sneakers, its one of the first things I notice about someone.

"You need help?" he says with a bit of an accent. It was kind of cute.

"You don't mind?" I ask.

"Of course not. So spicy or not?"

"Hmm what's that one?" I point to the big bag in his hands.

"Samyang Jjajang Buldak"

"What now?" I look confusingly at him.

"Sorry sorry" he says bowing slightly "Hmm it's like Chicken with Spicy Black Bean"

"How about something spicy but with shrimp and udon? I bet there something like that among these million packets of ramen."

"This one is good. Can you handle spicy?" he asks showing me a gold packet full with flames, that seems to indicated it is really spicy.

"Yes, I have this crazy intolerance to spicy so it will be fine." I say.

"You sure? It's really spicy..."

"I'm sure" I say proudly. "Thank you so much for the help."

"You're welcome." he says bowing and leaving.

I watch as he disappears at the end of the aisle. Hmm he looks fit, I find myself mentally drooling at this stranger. I snap myself out of it and go get a cold beverage before proceeding to the checkout.

I pay for everything and decid to use the hot water station at the store and prepare my cup of noodles, we are near the Han river so I might as well eat with a view.

When I reach the hot water station, there he is. Preparing his noodles. When he finishes before leaving, he asks me if I need help. I politely decline, I think I can handle hot water and a cup of noodles.

I make my way to the park near the river, there is a area with some steps perfect for my meal. A few people are walking in the park, enjoying the night view. Some friends and couples are on the long steps, I find a spot a bit far from them because I want quiet.

I set my stuff on the floor and as I'm sitting down, I notice the guy from the store sitting just a couple of meters from me. He is watching the lights across the river, but he must have sensed I was looking at him because he turns his head and looks in my direction. I get a little embarrassed to be caught looking so I act chill and just pretend to mind my own business.