"Ins-pi-res not infires." Namjoon said as he teach the right pronunciation of the word. He put a lot of effort to emphasize every syllable for his student to understand.
He accepts the idea to teach English, for additional income. But it's way too small to support him and his expenses. All he was hoping is the agency Yoongi was saying to like his demo.
"I'm sorry hyung, this is so hard for me. Sorry for giving you a hard time teaching me." His student said. His a freshmen and needed to learn English language as a requirement.
"It's okay Chanwoo. You'll get it eventually. You don't need to hurry." The last thing the kid needs is to feel ashamed. His a nice kid, slightly shy but a lot better than the other students Namjoon is tutoring. He even treat his tutor a meal when they have their tutoring session.
"Let's just continue this on Friday okay." As he packed his things, he felt his phone vibrate.
To: unknown
Can we meet?
Namjoon feel weird with the text. Only his closest friends like Yoongi and Hoseok have his private number. He doesn't know why this person have his number or how he/she gets it and why he's being asked for a meeting.
From: unknown
Who are you? How do you get my number?
"See you hyung." Chanwoo said his goodbye to his tutor and walked outside the café. Namjoon was left alone still thinking about the unknown person that text him. His thoughts were disturb as he felt his phone vibrated.
From: unknown
Meet me and I'll answer your question.
As he read the message, he felt irritated with the person sending this text.
To: unknown
Fuck you. Stop messing with me. Find someone you'll fuck with.
Namjoon tried so hard to sound intimidating through the message. He have a lot of things to do and he doesn't have time for mess with someone. He received another text message from the unknown sender.
From: unknown
Let's just meet okay. Café outside the university. 5 p.m. I already checked your schedule for tomorrow and I know you're last class will end at 3:30 so don't try to make an excuse. See you.
Is this his stalker? He even know my schedule tomorrow. Creepy. He said in his minds. Namjoon doesn't know but somewhat, he's really curious who his mysterious sender is and considering the idea of whoever he/she is.
4: 53 p.m.
Namjoon, walking back and forth in back side of the café. He can't decide for himself if he's going to meet the mysterious person who text him. Seven minutes before the said time for their meeting. Peeling the skin in his fingers while thinking the worst case scenario that can happen to their meeting.
What if he a crazy man that ask Namjoon money? He doesn't even have money for himself! What if he'll threaten him or say that is someone is after him? Or she is pregnant and Namjoon is the father?
Namjoon recall all the girls she slept with. He ask himself if he use protection in every sex that he had. He's starting to loose himself, he's nearing being mad because of everything going on in his mind.
4:58
Finally, the blonde young man walk in front of the café's door and enter. He scanned the place. Just like other coffee shops. Bunch of college studying and chatting. He's not familiar with anyone inside. He ordered iced Americano and sat at the corner part of the café.
