Excerpt:
I feel my face heating up when I felt his eyes on me, I took a deep breath and looked up, staring straight into his eyes. His lips held a smile, which had my heart thumping like crazy. What is wrong with me? I hardly know the guy. His eyes...
Ah...I breathed in the aroma of coffee as I pushed open the door, the smell of coffee tickling my nostrils. I checked my watch, it's 11:00 pm already?Practice is in 20 minutes! I hurriedly walked to the counter of my favorite cafe in town, November, and ordered a latte.
"Takeaway, please." I took my receipt and moved aside, resting my back against the wall. I took out my earphones and plugged them into my phone, my head bobbing against the music. Is my coffee done yet?
Suddenly, A figure bumped into me. I was pushed against the wall, then I felt something hot against my shirt. I looked down and jumped, pulling off my earphones.
"Gosh, I'm so sorry!" A feminine voice said. I shook myself from the initial shock and felt my frustration build up, traveling my eyes to her face.
Plump, pink lips pressed together, accompanied with a small, pointy nose. Her forehead creased, eyes etched with worry. Painted with chocolate brown, her eyes were the most mesmerizing things I have ever seen. Hazelnut-colored locks framed her small face, tumbling down her shoulders.
"Hello?" Her soft voice woke me from my trance, I looked at her dumbly.
"Are you alright? I just spilled my hot chocolate on you, I'm so sorry..." I looked down at the brown stain on my shirt, I sighed. That was my favorite shirt.
"It's okay. Don't worry about it."
"Are you sure? Here." She handed me a stack of paper towels."I hope this helps."
I gently batted her hands away, feeling sparks igniting my skin when we touched.
"I'll be fine. My dorm is just a few blocks away," I flashed her a small smile, staring into her eyes again.
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MIA's POV
I feel my face heating up when I felt his eyes on me, I took a deep breath and looked up, staring straight into his eyes. His lips held a smile, which had my heart thumping like crazy.What is wrong with me? I hardly know the guy. His eyes seemed to pierce into my soul, and I blushed furiously under his unwavering gaze. Those lips...Stop it right now, Mia!
"Jung Taek Woon. Medium Latte." A voice interrupted our scrutiny, and we both looked away. He walked towards the counter.
"That's mine. Thank you." I felt my heart skip a beat. Jung Taek Woon? Mr. Mysterious has a name. I glanced at my surroundings, and see him walk over.
"I- I guess should go now..." I stuttered."Sorry about earlier. I'm just too clumsy."
"It's alright." He looked like he wanted to say more, but stayed silent.
"Bye..." I whispered, hurrying to the door. The cold air embraced me instantly, and I shivered, thinking about what just happened.
What was that about? Never in my life have I felt something like that before. I glanced back at the shop, sighing. I should stop having these unrealistic fantasies... and with another sigh, I walked away.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
I decided to use Mia for the name of the character because it fits the girl that I am imagining in this story.
