Stereotypes | Lee Minho

4

Okay, this boy definitely had worse mood swings than I have during my period. I decided to not answer him for now, since this day was already tiring enough and I could start feeling a headache coming. Sleep overcame me as soon as I closed my eyes.

I heard raindrops dropping on my window when I woke up the next morning. My motivation to start the day was non-existent. I usually love rainy days but only as long as I can sit at home and draw. I turned around to look at my clock to see what time it was. 6.45 am. I groaned. I could have slept 15 minutes longer. Life won't let me rest for more than 5 hours. I rolled out of my bed and went to the bathroom. I looked into the mirror. My hair was a mess and the lack of sleep was clearly visible. But there was nothing, I couldn't cover up with Make-up.

Even though I woke up a little bit too early, I still had to hurry to arrive at work on time. My time management was definitely nonexisting. I took all my things and left our apartment, only to run back two minutes later because I forgot to take the sweater with me, which Ha-Eun gave me yesterday. Saturday was the only day of the week when I had to work without her. I was kinda sad about this since work was much more fun because of her.

I somehow managed to arrive at the café in time. A little bell rang when I opened the door and entered. The other co-workers weren't there yet, so I used the time to put Ha-Euns sweater into her locker. She told me her code once, just in case, if I ever need something.

A few hours passed and now the café was as full as it was every Saturday. The fact that one of the co-workers who was supposed to work today wasn't here as well didn't make it any better.

My shift eventually ended at 1:30 pm. I sighed in exhaustion and took my phone out of my pocket. Minho's messages came back to my mind. I completely forgot to answer him I'm the morning.

Me
Yes, I still offer to help you

I just hope that he will be more friendly than he was yesterday at school.

Me
We can meet tomorrow at 2 pm
Me
At your place
Minho
Okay

Minho's answer came a few seconds later. There was still one thing that bothered me

Me
I have one question
Minho
?
Me
How did you get my phone number?

No answer. I put the phone into my pocket. "In which subject does he need help though?" I mumbled to myself.

"Well, you could just ask him." I could barely hold back a scream. I'm sure my soul left my body the second I heard his voice behind me.

"Omg! Where are you coming from? You can't scare me like this! I could have died!" He chuckled. "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"What? No, I would never do such a thing on purpose" he said with an innocent smile. I glared at him. Tsk, I didn't believe him a single word.

"So, uhm what do you want here?" I said when I realized that he was standing with me together behind the bar where I usually make the coffee for customers.

"I wanted to go to the café and it seems like I found what I was searching for." He winked at me.

"Don't do that ever again" I said while giving him a disgusted look. It took a minute before I realized what he had told me just now. Did he search for me? What? Why?

"You mean this?" he winked again while smirking. I felt my cheeks heating up and turned my face away from him, hoping that he didn't notice it.

"Anyways. Are you gonna buy something or not?" I asked, trying to change the topic. He thought for a second.

"Sure, one iced americano please." There was a smile plastered on his face as he walked around the counter to give me enough space to work comfortably.

"Okay, now that you are here you can tell me where you got my number from" I was still curious about it on one hand but on the other I needed just some distraction since I could feel Minho's eyes on me with every move I made. There were only a few people who had my phone number and I was sure that he didn't know any of them.

"Uhm yeah about that, I asked the girl with the long hair, who also works here as well. It seemed like the two of you were good friends so I assumed that she must have had your number." He said nervously while touching his neck with his hand.

"Ha-eun gave you my phone number?" I stared at him. Why would she do that?

"Yeah I guess she said that this was her name, but I'm not sure, because she talked a lot." I couldn't hold back a laugh.

"Yes, that sounds like her. Here your iced Americano" Minho's eyes lit up as he took the coffee from me. I looked outside the window while he searched in his pockets for money. It was still raining. To be correct, the rain got even heavier. Walking home will be fun.

"Here" Minho handed me the money for his coffee, before following my gaze outside. "Woah it's raining a lot, isn't it? Do you have an umbrella?" I shook my head, still regretting that I didn't carry one with me when I left the house earlier. "Well, I'll bring you home then," he said and proudly showed me the umbrella he held in his hand.

"No, don't worry, I just have to walk about five minutes" why was he so kind to me today?

"I don't care, you could still get sick," he said and started to walk outside. Ahh, why was he so stubborn? Going with him wouldn't hurt, right? I thought as I watched him walk in the opposite direction I was supposed to walk. I chuckled and quickly followed him out of the café.

"Wrong direction!"

Minho turned around to me. "Oh okay uhm, I guess you should go first."

We walked in silence the entire time. It wasn't awkward though. I kinda liked it. The only source of noise came from the rain, falling into Minho's umbrella. He didn't say anything nor did I but I could feel that he was looking at me from time to time. I mean I did the same but...yeah.

I stopped in front of a tall building. "Do you live here?" Minho's eyes grew wide as he looked at the front door of my parent's restaurant.

"Well, I live in the apartment one floor abo-" I got interrupted by a familiar voice shouting my name.

"Minseo? Is that you?"