Dear SEVENTEEN [SEVENTEEN Fanfic]

Letter 06

Letter 06

Dear Wonwoo,

Hi, Wonwoo! Before anything, let me apologize. Why? Because when I first saw you, I actually expected you to be some kind of cold guy. Boy, I was sure wrong.

It was last year when it happened. We weren't school friends. In fact, you didn't even go to my school. I know you because you're one of the workers working in my favourite cafeㅡPit-a-pat café. I seriously love their ice Americano there like gossssh I'll get married to it by tomorrow. Don't believe? Watch me.

Before the whole getting-married-to-a-drink-and-get-confirmed-as-an-insane-woman gig, I should write this letter. I even have some title for this. A letter to someone I judged by first impressions. What do you think about it? I think it's okay.

So, it was last year when I was walking to the cafe. It was the same day where I finally gave up on finding Sungcheol who magically disappeared without a trace. I wanted to clear my head with a refreshing drink so I headed to Pit-a-pat café.

I headed straight to the counter, where there were two costumers in front of me. I waited around until it was finally my turn. There, you were the one taking my orders.

You stared at me, waiting for my order and at first, I found your stare kind of creepy because you looked like some emo or cold guy.

Awkwardly, I ordered, "One ice Americano."

You didn't say a word at all. You just took the order and pressed a few buttons.

I just classified you as 'emo kid' because you just looked like one. I mean, look at those eyes that stare into my soul and see me through. Creepy.

But I knew better than not to judge a person without hearing their story. I should've learn from past events. Namely Sungcheol. We learn history so we don't have to repeat itself. So other people don't have to make the same mistake again in the future. It's not the other way around. You simply can't stop something bad from happening by repeating what caused the bad in the first place. It doesn't work that way.

After I paid my bill, I walked out of the store, already passing the next two stores that was aligned with the cafe. The horizontal structure of buildings.

That was then I heard a voice behind me, calling, "Agasshi! Agasshi!"

I turned around, wondering what was going on. I thought there was someone calling out to some girl. There was. But I just thought it was like those dramasㅡcalling out to their girlfriend, begging her not to break up with him.

But I was shocked yet amazed to find you running after me. You were just there, coming after me. You said, "Agasshi, you forgot your change."

"My... what?" I couldn't really hear you well because I was still amazed by you talking to me. I mean, you weren't even talking to me when I ordered.

"Your change," you said, clearing your throat. "Sorry, my throat is in pain. I have a sore throat and I'm trying my best not to say much today. It still hurts."

And these were one of the reasons why I should never judge a book by its cover. You should judge it by its story. Now that I've heard the truth, I just felt a little ashamed and a little relieved about it.

"Ah, nae, kamsahabnida," I thanked you, taking my change. "I... Are you okay? Your throat, I mean. Will you be fine?"

You played with your throat by jiggling it a little and gave me a smile. "I'll be fine, agasshi."

My eyes landed on your name pin. Jeon Wonwoo. "Thank you, again, Jeon Wonwoo-sshi."

You smiled a warmer smile again. "Just call me Wonwoo."

After that day, I became quite acquainted to you. Every time I visited the cafe, I would chit chat with you a little before heading off my way and leaving you to continue with your work. There were even rumours about you liking me (which I hope wasn't true) but you just smiled and shook your head.

"Do you believe in things that haven't been confirmed?" you once asked me on your break.

"No, not really. Um, sometimes but mainly no," I answered, sipping my delicious milkshake. This is why Pit-a-pat café was my favourite cafe ever. Everything was absolutely delicious.

"Then don't believe it when people say I have a crush on you. You're my close friend and I don't want to lose you because of stupid rumours," you said.

I smiled and listened to you. You felt like an older brother to me. An older brother which I never had.

Maybe people forget the simplest things. Like how to not judge people because they're book covers. To know who they are on the inside out. I made a mistake once. I repeated once as well. But now that I know that history will repeat, I know I won't make the same mistake twice.

But it's too bad, Wonwoo. Where are you working now? I heard from the other workers that you resigned. I wonder where you left. You, another one, left without a trace. Well, at least I know history does repeat itself.

I wish you happiness anyway, Wonwoo. I hope I'll get an explanation somewhere in the future from you.

To the ice Americano twins.

Love,

Song Suri