YOU.
ME.
US!
Seven lives intertwined,
Seven journeys collided,
One sanctuary to call home; Faith.
"Oh faith, where were you... One more minute without your update and i would have razed the city to the ground!"
𝑮𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔
"Who the hell you thin...
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Thirty minutes ticked by like hours as Faith waited anxiously for Jimin's sushi, her stomach growling with hunger...
The opulent restaurant, renowned for its exquisite ambiance, seemed to be taking its sweet time.
"You pay for the prestige, not just the plate," Faith mused, tapping her foot impatiently...
Lunchtime at school was ticking away, and if she didn't hurry, she'd have to skip her next class - a first for the diligent student. Her usual punctuality was about to take a hit, courtesy of Jimin's tardy takeaway.
Without her phone to kill time, Faith's agitation escalated. She bit her lip, a nervous habit, and approached the receptionist's desk...
"Excuse me, could you give me an estimate on my order? I'm running terribly late for school... I'd greatly appreciate it if you could speed it up."
The receptionist's warm smile alleviated some of Faith's anxiety.
"Let me check with the staff. I'll ensure it's prepared as quickly as possible." Faith nodded, gratitude etched on her face.
Left alone on the expansive floor, Faith's gaze wandered to the lavish decor. Every inch of the restaurant exuded elegance, from the delicate chandeliers to the intricately carved wooden panels. The mere thought of touching anything made her recoil, fearful of leaving an unwanted fingerprint.
As she admired the aesthetics, a pang of sadness struck her. This might be her last visit, a fleeting indulgence. She longed to share this experience with her mother, to savor the exquisite cuisine and ambiance together. But securing a reservation was akin to finding a needle in a haystack.
Faith's thoughts drifted to her mother, currently away on a business trip. She was relieved, actually - the less her mother knew about Jimin, the better. Faith hoped to resolve the situation before her return. She just didn't want to add to her mother's worries.
She couldn't even text her to say that she misses her as of now... her phone- she sighs.
Lost in reverie, Faith wandered across the floor, mesmerized by the interior's breathtaking beauty...
Every inch of the restaurant seemed to whisper tales of luxury and refinement. Entranced, she lost track of time, her curiosity piqued by the eerie silence and the mysterious silver card. Why did Jimin possess such a coveted token? Wasn't he just a fellow student?
For 'The Fourth Tradition' to have an entire floor dedicated to the ones in possession of the silver card, it must mean a great deal!
Glancing at the watch on her wrist she sighed... there's no way she'd make it to school on time! Nothing seems to be going right these days...
Shaking off her thoughts, she decided to head back....
Faith pivoted to return to the receptionist, but her momentum was abruptly halted.
