𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 {𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐢}

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟎𝟐

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Ni-ki's heart broke once again, like porcelain, as he saw Sunoo happily smiling while holding onto his caramel macchiato and talking to a male with red hair
that resembled a cat.

It was Sunoo once again breaking his heart into the smallest pieces, not even trying to pick them up, just leaving them there on the floor, and Ni-ki waited patiently for someone to pick them up because he wanted to be fixed; he wanted to feel important once again.

He was happy that he had his friends Heeseung and Jake by his side. Without them, he would be a mess.

He glanced away as he waited for his turn to order until a guy pushed him, and he was now behind him. Ni-ki frowned at that.

"What's your problem? That was rude." Ni-ki shouted out a sigh as he tapped the male's shoulder. The male turned around and shrugged. "I'm sorry, but I'm in a hurry. I got to go to my part-time job and I'll be late." The male stopped speaking as he glanced at Ni-ki, and Ni-ki was confused.

"What?" He asked as he raised an eyebrow at him. He glanced at the latter's face and he sure was handsome. His eyes were brown, his hair was black, and the moles on his face were an artistic touch to his face, that was at least what Ni-ki thought. But he found his personality to be a handful.

"This can't be happening." The male let out a sigh as he rolled his eyes at him. "Aren't you the guy from the roller rink?" He asked as he crossed his arms at him, not minding that he was stopping the line, and Ni-ki hated that because he was usually impatient.

"Let's talk later, my guy. You're stopping the line from going and I need my cafe latte to function." Ni-ki let out a frown as he tapped the male once again, earning a frown from the latter. "Stop touching me!!!" The black-haired man let out, and soon after that, he turned around to where a barista was standing, waiting for him to say his order.

What's his deal with touching? Jeez, I only tapped his shoulder.

Ni-ki sighed as he glanced at the male, who thanked the barista for his drink, which Ni-ki assumed was an iced Americano, and left.

Ni-ki widened his eyes in response. He still wasn't done with that guy; he quickly blurted out his order and waited for the drink to be made. Of course, he had paid for it, so he rushed outside.

He glanced at the cars driving by and the people walking, but there was no handsome but rude male to be seen.

Ni-ki sighed as he glanced down at his drink. For some reason, he was looking forward to meeting him again, if that was even possible.

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Ni-ki sighed as he glanced at his bedroom. It looked terrible.

Clothes were thrown everywhere on the floor, and dust was visible only because he had a laptop on his desk, his studies, his schoolbag thrown next to his closet, and the papers of his drawings that were tossed on his bed. Ni-ki felt disgusted by himself.

After he broke up with Sunoo, he felt as if time had stopped.

The bags under his eyes were a clear sign that he was still thinking of him and how everything was so perfect when they were together, so full of laughter and smiles, just spending time together, and Ni-ki felt as if it was time to take care of himself.

He couldn't move on from Sunoo yet, but that didn't mean he should forget about himself. Sunoo was important to him, but Ni-ki had to become important to himself first.

The first step was for him to clean his bedroom. It was a small step, but it was pretty effective if you asked him.

Changing the bedsheets, sweeping and cleaning the floor, wiping the dust off his shelf-it was refreshing, to say the least.

He sighed as he collapsed on his bed, tired. He took a shower before, of course, but suddenly he thought of that rude man he had met.

He smiled at the thought of him wanting to meet him again; he seemed like he would be a great friend.