Asperity

3

I went to the same exact address and already saw many people around the area—it's a good thing for this cafe, then. It's their sixth day and it's already going good.

August was standing there so casually. Wearing a brown vest on top of a white collared sweater, black pants, and that lazy eyes again. He didn't have glasses on like he always did.

I gotta admit, he's got the looks.

"Hey." I waved. He scanned me from head to toes before asking to go in. "I'll order for us, you can stay here."

The inside was actually very cozy. I thought it would be noisy from all the people inside, but it was different from that... it was warm, and cozy. I was safe and sound here.

I was standing there in front of a brown haired guy I didn't know while waiting for August to come back. I feel his eyes piercing through my soul... I kept a little bit more distance but he just kept going near me.

"Can I get your number?"

"No, thanks." I crossed an arm, I didn't even bat an eye at him. August, come back as soon as possible, please. "Don't make this hard." Then he touched my waist.

"Fucking cheater!" A girl with two buns screamed, walking towards me with an angry face. "B-baby..."

Slap.

It took a few seconds of silence for me to process what happened. I just got slapped... by someone I didn't know.

"You're a slut! How many times have you slept with each other, huh?" She had the bitch face everyone hated. I wanted to snatch her mint hair that looked like a wig.

"I don't even know him!"

"I don't care!"

"Why should it be my fault? He's the one who cheated on you!"

"It's because you seduced him!" She was going to slap me again but a hand stopped her. "Dare to lay one more hand on her, and you will see."

"Oh please, do I look like I'm afraid of you? Let's just go." She dragged her boyfriend out of the shop—everyone was staring at us with judgements in their eyes. People were whispering about me... they really think I'm—

"She's not a slut, she came here with me and she's my date. That woman is mad. If you can, stop gossiping about her."

I was just silent there, rubbing my red cheeks. This... what did I do to deserve something like this?

How could we... defeat misogyny when women itself attacks other women to fight for their boy? She should've at least slapped the boy too because he's the one who cheated! It was never fate, it was a fucking choice to cheat! They're aware of what they're doing!

"Let's go somewhere else..."

"H-huh? But this is where you wanted to go to—"

"How could I keep being in the same room with the people who gossip about my date?"