𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 ᵐʸᵍ

Chapter 3

Y/N's POV

I pick up my bag and I bid goodbye to EunWoo and the rest of my colleagues as I head for the elevator, since I have completed my assigned tasks for today early.

As soon as I am on the elevator, I press the button for the ground floor and I watch the display showing the floor numbers lowering to 1.

As soon as the doors open, I get out and I head for the exit.

I greet MinJi, the receptionist, as usual and I exit the building.

As soon as I step outside, the unusual noise and smell of rain invades me.

It is like the first day I started work, however, this time it is dark since I do not leave work early.

I look around looking for something, or maybe someone, although I'm not really looking for anything.

I pick up the black umbrella that the gentleman lent me the other day and I open it, walking toward the bus stop.

After that day, I looked everywhere for that man to give him back his umbrella, however, I couldn't find him anywhere.

Not even in the coffee shop where I usually saw him sitting for hours.

It was like he disappeared.

So I decided to take his umbrella with me to work as well, so that if in case I saw him, I could give it back.

After a few minutes, I see the bus coming, so I get on and breathe a sigh of relief noting that the bus is completely empty.

After ten minutes or so, I get off at my stop and head to JiHoon's coffee shop, since I need my daily dose of coffee and snacks.

As soon as I get arrive, I order what I need and I sit down looking out the glass window that gave me a great view of the people passing on that street.

After a few minutes my food arrives, so I begin to taste it silently as I usually do.

When I am finally finished eating and taking the last sips of my coffee, I hear a slightly familiar voice from behind.

"I see you are still using my umbrella."

I turn my head slightly to finally see who the person speaking is.

It is him, it is the kind man who lent me his umbrella when it was raining.

I put down my coffee cup and look at it carefully, trying not to look obvious.

This time he is wearing casual clothes: a light jacket with a white T-shirt and black jeans underneath.

But of course his face is still covered by a black mask.

I get up from my seat and take his umbrella in my hand, holding it out toward him.

"Thank you so much again for your kind gesture the other day, if it weren't for you, I would surely have returned home soaked," I thank him by bowing slightly for a few seconds.

"Thank you again" I thank him again, however this time I look into his eyes and smile sincerely.

He seems slightly taken aback, in fact I see his face change to different expressions within a few seconds.

Eventually, however, I notice that his eyes contract into slits and his mask lifts slightly upward.

He is smiling, and he looks so cute even though I can't see his whole face.

"Don't worry, there's no need, and besides, it's still raining outside. I'll give it to you," he tells me in a calm, quiet tone.

I am about to reply and object but he precedes me, silencing my guilt.