With just two full days left before my flight back home, I find myself already missing this place. The memories of the concert are vivid in my mind, along with the emotions and interactions with some of the members. Jake knows I'll be leaving soon, but he mentioned uncertainty about us meeting again before then. I completely understand; as a K-pop idol, he has a busy schedule and can't prioritize meeting me over his commitments to his group. I wouldn't want him to do that either.
Evening descends, and I return home after a quieter day spent strolling around the neighborhood, reflecting on everything. Despite my short time here, everything feels strangely familiar, perhaps due to the warm encounters I've had that made me feel so welcomed.
While browsing through Instagram later, I noticed a new message request.
"Hey, are you Chloe who attended Enhypen's concert yesterday? If yes, I'd love it if you could accept my request."
Intrigued, I accepted and replied, "Yes, hey, this is Chloe. Who am I chatting with?"
There was no immediate response; it seemed the person had gone offline. I decided to check out their profile, but it was private. Unable to discern much from their profile picture and username, I sent a follow request to find out more. Why did they ask specifically about me attending the Enhypen concert?
Continuing to scroll through Instagram, I found myself bombarded with videos and photos from the concert, each triggering a rush of memories. Suddenly, I stumbled upon a video where Heeseung was approaching closer to the camera, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he winked. It was the exact moment when he had spotted me at the concert. The realization sent a blush to my cheeks. Did he really smile because of me, or was he simply enjoying the concert? Why am I even overthinking this? I shake my head, trying to dispel the thoughts.
After being immersed in the whirlwind of concert memories on Instagram, I decided it was time to take a break and refocus. The lingering thoughts of Heeseung's wink and the flurry of emotions it stirred within me made me realize I needed to ground myself. Cooking always had a calming effect on me, so I headed to the kitchen to prepare a simple yet comforting meal.
I rummaged through the fridge and pantry, gathering ingredients for a hearty pasta dish. As I chopped fresh vegetables and boiled water for pasta, the rhythmic motions of cooking helped clear my mind. The sizzle of onions in the pan and the aroma of garlic filled the air, creating a soothing atmosphere.
As I prepared the pasta, the familiarity of the dish brought back memories of another comforting moment—when Jake had joined me for dinner at my apartment. It was a simple meal much like this one, where we had shared stories and laughter, forging a connection that felt both unexpected and natural.
The soft clink of utensils against plates, the gentle steam rising from the pot—it all reminded me of that evening. Jake had brought a relaxed energy into my home, his presence calming and reassuring. We had talked about everything and nothing, our conversation flowing effortlessly as we enjoyed the pasta together.
Once the pasta was al dente and the sauce simmered to perfection, I plated the dish with care. The vibrant colors of the vegetables and the savory aroma promised a satisfying meal. Sitting down at the table, I took a moment to appreciate the food before me and the moments that led up to it.
Just as I was eating, a new message notification popped up—it was from the mysterious person who had messaged me earlier. Opening it eagerly, I read their message:
"Hey Chloe, sorry for the abrupt message earlier..."
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