[ 004 ] - Three backstreet boys

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I stared up at the mansion in front of me when I made my way over to the front door, hesitating a bit before knocking on it

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I stared up at the mansion in front of me when I made my way over to the front door, hesitating a bit before knocking on it. I had absolutely no clue how they were supposed to hear the sound of knocking if they were at the other end of the house, but it's not like there was a door bell or anything that I could use.

And it seemed as if they did hear the sound when the wooden door was opened, revealing not the one boy that I had hoped to meet to shorten this interaction as much as possible, but instead with one of the other two who Chan had called Jisung and Jeongin as far as I remembered. Just that I had no idea who of the two it was that stood right in front of me.

But the male just stared at me with raised eyebrows when I reached into my pocket to get the handkerchief out. "Uh, hi, I just wanted to return this to Chan" was all I said when the boy took it in his hands and looked at it for a split second before looking up again.

"Nova was it, Right?" He then suddenly asked, letting me with the question on how he knew my name but maybe it was just Chan who had told them. Although I didn't exactly liked the idea of him or anyone else talking about me, "I'm Jisung, come in if you want" he introduced himself once I nodded at his former question, stepping a bit back from the door and mentioning me inside before he just started walking back into the house.

"I— uh" before I could even call out to him and tell the male that I had to go and just wanted to drop that off, he had already disappeared out of my sight. I had not much of another choice than to follow suit, thinking that it would be kind of awkward to just leave in that moment. "Stupid social interactions" I muttered under my breath before entering the house and closing the rather huge door behind me, then following to what appeared to be some kind of lounge or living room with old-styled furniture and a big fireplace at the other end.

I kind of wondered what the other rooms in this house were used for, just because it was so damn huge. Why would someone even need that many rooms?

However, that was one of my least concerns when I saw yet another figure sitting on one of the sofas, reading a book when he glanced up from the pages and smiled at me once I entered. That had to be Jeongin. Jisung on the other hand went towards the cabinet that stood just slightly behind one of the couches where fancy looking alcohol bottles were neatly placed at.

Taking what seemed to be bourbon, he poured it into the fitting glass, dipped his finger into the liquid for a split second and tasted it before actually taking a sip from the glass.

"It's nice to meet you, Nova!" Jeongin then chimed, shutting his book and getting on his feet while I just stood there and looked around before my eyes stopped at his approaching figure.

"Nice to meet you too" I responded, smiling at the male who went for a handshake — this time a real handshake and not that renaissance like
Knight-meets-Princess kind of kiss on the back of my hand. It did was nice, sort of, but I'd still prefer a normal handshake at times.

"I must apologize," Jeongin spoke when Jisung had flopped down onto the couch and I just gave a confused look as to why he was apologizing when this was literally the first time we met, "I'm sure you noticed the weird stares we were giving you lately, that's what I want to say sorry for" he further explained his point when an 'ohh' escaped my mouth. So he noticed that I noticed, huh?

He was referring to the rather confused looks they'd thrown my way a few days ago. I for sure noticed, but hey, at least I would get an explanation as to why they were staring in the first place.

"It's just that you really resemble an old friend" and there it was — the explanation. Well, it wasn't something all too special, but guess I wouldn't have to fear that I looked absolutely stupid that day.

"It's ok, don't worry about it," I reassured with a smile, seeing that Jisung was still staring at me from behind Jeongin, sipping his drink as he didn't said anything ever since I entered this house, "and it was really nice to meet the two of you, but I still have somewhere to go, so guess I see you around"

"Oh? Nova?" Oh curse this all. Chan walked into the room with a smile as his hands were lazily put into the pockets of his hoodie.

"She came to return this" Jisung then finally spoke when he showed the handkerchief.

"You didn't had to come all the way here just to return it," Chan spoke, seemingly feeling bad that it took some of my time to come here just for this small thing — however, I quickly shook my head, not wanting him to feel bad about anything.

"Don't worry, it was on my way anyways"

"On your way to where?" Jisung asked, raising a brow in curiosity when Chan hit his shoulder once he walked up next to him to get the handkerchief, mentally cursing at the boy for boldly asking something private.

"I was about to meet up with a friend. You know, grabbing something to eat and talk, just the basic stuff," I answered, not really minding them knowing when then an idea popped into my head. It was time to socialize. Taking in a short breath, I wasn't sure if it was a dumb move or not, but I just went for the kill and said what was in my mind, "if you guys want, I'm sure she wouldn't mind a bit more companion"

Inviting three boys over with us was not exactly what I had planned for the day, but I just felt like being polite and maybe get out of this with a few new friends. Who knows.

Jeongin and Chan immediately smiled at the idea as Jisung appeared to be thinking about the offer for a bit before shrugging his shoulders with a small smile. "Sure, why not" he agreed, standing up as then all four of us were ready to leave and pick up Thalia.

I would like to be full of faith

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