Have we met before? • Park Jisung

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The front door of the underground cafe chimed as the young woman walked in. Hana walked right to the cashier and ordered her special. "It's nice to see you Hana," Chenle greeted the woman with a warm smile at the register. "It's nice to see you too Chenle," Hana returned the warm smile.

"The usual?" The man asked knowingly. The woman nodded with a small smile. He typed in her order then received the card Hana already had out. "Here you go, enjoy" He handed her the warm cup of coffee as she bowed in appreciation. "Thanks"

"Oh I almost forgot" Hana pulled out a book that was buried in her bad and placed it on the counter with a sign labeled above saying 'please read me'

"It's a good book and I think others would love it" Chenle smiled at the woman. "You always surprise me Hana" Hana lightly laughed at his comment.

Hana turned from the register and made her way to her usual spot at the corner of the cafe near the entrance. She sat right beside the window and placed her coffee gently on the table. She smiled at the warm aroma of coffee that filled her nose. She lifted the cup and gently placed it between her lips taking the most precious sip of the warm drink. She smiled once more as the warmness of the coffee filled her soul. Hana pulled out her book from her purse and began to read.

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The entrance door of the cafe opened once more. A man with a puffer jacket and scarf wrapped around his neck entered. He shook off the snow that was under his shoes then walked right to the register. 

"Hey what can I get for you?" Chenle asked the man with a friendly smile. The man looked up at the menu that hung from the ceiling. "Let me get a cappuccino" the man said. Chenle typed in his order then received his card. "Can I get a name for your order?"

"Jisung" Chenle nodded then handed the man his card with his receipt wrapped around it. The man grabbed the book sitting in the counter with the sign labeled 'please read me' Chenle then handed Jisung is cup of coffee. The man politely bowed then turned to make his way to the corner of the cafe.

There was a woman in his seat. Jisung sighed and made his way to the table and sat at the right side of the table.

Hana who was immersed in her book, looked up at the man who sat at the right side of the table. Unknowingly a familiar feeling began to rise in her chest. 'Who is that?' She wondered. She didn't know what it was but a weird sensation of Deja Vu began to flood her soul.

She watched him as he drank his coffee ever so lightly while skimming over the book she placed on the counter. Seeing him skim over the book she brought in hopes of others reading it warmed her heart. She felt closer to the stranger.

Hana turned back to her own book but she was still distracted by the feeling she felt earlier. Her mind was trying to recall a memory that was far from forgotten. A memory Hana convinced she couldn't remember.

The man that sat at the right side of the table, was the man she seen in her memories that turned into her dreams.

Hana was known to be ambitious, yet in this moment it was hard for her to muster up the courage to ask the unknown man a simple question.

"Have we met before?" The man looked over at the woman with eager eyes.

"I'm sorry?" The man was shocked but also curious at the woman's sudden action.

"I'm sorry, I thought I knew you from somewhere" He seen the woman's eagerness leave her eyes by the way her shoulders slumped.

He watched as she went back to her book. But for some unknown reason, the same thought was running through his mind.