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Cute TaeTae: Birthday

Imagine. You are peacefully walking around the grocery store, looking for all the ingredients you need for a special birthday cake. A birthday cake, for yourself, and by yourself. You turn the corner onto the baking isle. "Clang!" Your shopping cart crashes into another and your cart tips over to the side, pouring out all your items.

"Omo! Omo! Omo!" You hear a deep voice repeat over and over. "I'm sorry!" He apologize.

You look up and immediately look down and shake your head in agreement shyly. You hated contact with people. He bends down and picks up the box of cake mix that was labeled "Birthday Cake mix." You bend down and quickly try to put everything else in your cart so that he wouldn't have to do so. He was staring at the cover of the mix, which was kind of weird.

"Is it your birthday?" He asked non-expectantly, his eye point towards you and you continue to look down, picking up every last item on the floor. You shut your eyes and rapidly shake your head in agreement. He smiles. "Ooh can I celebrate with you, too?"

You look up at him with your eyes bulging out. "He doesn't even know my name and he's asking if he can come celebrate?" It's silent for a moment. "I'll take that as a yes." He answers for me. "By the way, my name is Kim Taehyung." He takes out a piece of a paper and a pencil from his pocket. He turns to one of the cabinets, places his paper onto of one of the shelves and starts to write something. "Here," he hands me the paper with his address on it. "Come here and we can celebrate together." Before I could reject his offer, he dodged pass me and disappeared behind a different isle. "Annyeong!" he hollers back at me. I stare at the paper, back to the isle that he disappeared from, back to the paper and back at the isle.

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To be continued...