Chapter 1

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by _jaywish

by _jaywish

The drive feels peaceful, even with the hustle of the city around me. The skyline is as beautiful as ever, with the towering buildings almost blending into the mountains in the distance. Namsan Tower stands tall, like it's watching over everything. I've always loved this view- it's one of those things that never gets old, no matter how many times you see it. My fingers absentmindedly tap the steering wheel, syncing up with the rhythm of the song playing on the radio.

Then, my phone pings.

I glance at the screen, and it's a message from Jimin hyung.

Do not answer: Won't be able to make it today. Caught a cold.

I roll my eyes and let out a small laugh. This hyung, seriously. Always canceling on me at the last minute. I can't even count how many times this has happened.

I quickly pull over to text him back.

You: This is what happens when you go get ice creams without me.

You: Shall I come over though? Bring you something warm to eat?

I see the typing bubble pop up for a second before his reply comes through.

Do not answer: No, I'm fine Jungkook. Drive safe.

I let out a sigh, slightly worried about him. "I really hope he's okay," I mutter to myself, staring at the screen for a second longer before putting my phone down. He's probably fine. My hyung is tough like that.

Still, I feel a little deflated. Hanging out with him was the whole plan for today. But... I already made it this far, so I might as well grab my favorite drink and relax for a bit.

***

As I walk in, the scent of freshly brewed coffee hits me like a warm hug. God, I love that smell. It's like all my stress just melts away the second I step into a café. The place isn't crowded, which is perfect. I don't really feel like getting swarmed by paparazzi today- sometimes I just want to enjoy my drink in peace.

I scan the room, looking for a seat, and of course, my usual spot is taken. There's someone sitting there already, completely absorbed in their laptop. Seriously? Out of all the empty tables, you had to take that one? I sigh to myself. Guess I'll have to pick another seat today.

I shuffle toward the counter, still eyeing that person sitting there. I wonder what she's working on so intensely. Maybe she's some big-shot businessperson or just a student cramming for finals. Either way, I feel a little annoyed. That spot's practically mine at this point. I shake my head, trying to let it go.

"Welcome to Starbucks! What can I get you today?"

I snap out of my thoughts and smile at the barista. "Caramel macchiato, please. I'll take it iced."

As I wait for my drink, I can't help but keep glancing back at the person in my spot. She's got headphones on, completely lost in their own world. Huh, must be nice. Maybe I'm overreacting, but I really wanted that seat. It's where I come to think, you know? Plan out my days, write lyrics... even just be. But, whatever. It's not the end of the world.