; five
upon reaching seoul, i was left with no work for the next few days since namjoon wouldn't be coming back from promotions in busan for another three days.
i was more than happy with the idea of getting extra free time but the feeling didn't last for long and began to fade when my sister managed to come into the picture.
i'd left my usb stick at the workshop downtown and i only went to visit the workshop for a brief moment to retrieve it when i came face to face with my sister.
"what are you doing here?"
"nice to see you too baby sis. i just want to talk and you weren't home so mum thought you would be here."
we settled inside the workshop since we had no place to go for the time being. the whole conversation consisted of yunmi's endless bragging about her boyfriend and how much she was in love with him. although i couldn't relate to any of it, i was in awe of how genuine her emotions seemed to be towards this man.
yunmi was never great at expressing herself. all though she was confident and loud, i'd noticed since i was a child that she often struggled to elaborate on how she actually felt. maybe it was due to this that i was so willing to listen to her endless stories about her fiancé.
"so how's working for this rap monster guy going?" yunmi began as she took a seat in front of namjoon's personal computer.
yunmi was truly an obdurate being. just at the sight of her in front of namjoon's personal computer which he strictly warned me never to touch, sent shivers down my spine.
"don't sit there. he will actually kill me if he found out you were snooping around on his computer."
she casually waved me off, stating that he wasn't here and he couldn't see us all the way from busan. giving in, i took a seat in front of her as she continued to look through his computer.
"areum do you have a boyfriend or perhaps someone who has taken an interest in you." yunmi sniggered- not taking her eyes of the computer.
"have you seen me? just kidding i'm hella cute."
"i think rap mon might like you."
"please call him namjoon and not rap mon. that name sounds pretty violent in a general conversation and there is no way he could like me."
yunmi shook her head laughing at the sight in front of her. i curiously left my seat and hurried towards her as i was more than eager to see what had grabbed her attention.
i blankly stared into the screen with no idea how i was supposed to react or feel.
"look at this. rap mo- namjoon made a folder with pictures of you. that is pretty lame but cute at the same time. there's even some writing. ' i don't know what's more beautiful. my aesthetics or her? my newly dyed pink hair or the warmth of her atmosphere' yunmi couldn't stop laughing at the cringy things he'd wrote about me.
i was more shocked to see how many pictures he'd taken off me during the times i was with him. all the times he would insist on walking behind me when i told him to hurry up seemed to thoroughly make sense.
pictures of me adjusting my tripod to pictures of me dropping my camera were all captured when i'd never even noticed that these pictures had ever been taken in the first place.
it was as if all namjoon did was think about me and even though i could falsely claim that i was disgusted and creeped out by this, i couldn't hide the fact that i felt something pure. i wanted him to think about me.
