[three months before]
Seonghwa parked his car in calm fashion and slowly walked towards a cafe. He sat down at a corner and ordered his favourite drink. Seonghwa looked around the cafe. He chanced upon a man sitting alone at the other corner. He was immediately attracted to him. Seonghwa moved to another chair so that he could face the man. The man was not the most beautiful, but he looked sweet. He was fair and his smile was wonderful, to him.
Seonghwa wanted to approach the man. But he was questioning himself. He doubted himself.
How to start? What should I say? What excuse should I make? Wasn't it too soon? Will the man respond to a stranger?
These are questions that ran through his minds. He called a waiter and passed him a piece of paper. Before the waiter went away, he pulled the waiter's hand. Seonghwa took the piece of paper back and tore it into pieces before shoved it into his pocket.
"Maybe if I see him again on second time, then I will make a move," said Seonghwa to himself.
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Fate | seongjoong
FanfictionOn his right hand, there's a bouquet of flowers. Inside the flower, there's a small red box. A ring.
