awake [seokjin]

four ; let's mess with the high schooler.

I met Namjoon at the café, wearing my pink sweater and black jeans. I ruffled my hair whilst trying to find him.

We noticed each other and he smiled, giving me a high wave.

I walked over to him, but accidentally bumped into someone. She dropped her drink on the floor and glared up at me.

"Dude!" She exclaimed, before quickly stopping herself when she saw my face. "Wait, pretty boy?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. Pretty boy?

I then had a flashback. She looked exactly like the girl I saved.

"Wait, aren't you--,"
"Pretty boy, can't you watch where you're going? I just dropped my coffee!"

I looked down at the floor. It was soaked with coffee, but thankfully it only spilled a little on the side of my shoe. Thank God I didn't wear my white shoes.

"You were in my way," I groaned, making my way past her.

"You're not even going to say sorry?" She asked. "I'm hurt,"

I turned around and faced her. "Sorry," I said and walked towards Namjoon.

"Says the one who said we shouldn't hit on high schoolers. What did you both talk about?" He asked, after sipping his Americano.

I sat down and turned around, watching her as she quickly talked to the worker, apologizing I guess, and then running out the door.

I faced Namjoon. "She's a cutie." Namjoon said.

I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. I feel kinda bad for spilling her drink. Let me try rewinding. Let's see if it actually works.

I tried picturing back to when I first walked in the café. Take me back.

I opened my eyes and before I knew it, I was entering the café again.

I stopped in my tracks. It's actually happening. I saw the girl and quickly moved out of her way. She shouldn't be staring at her phone the whole time.

My eyes followed her out the door. She then tripped on something and fell, causing her drink to go flying.

I couldn't help but laugh a little. I cleared my throat when she stood up. Maybe her bumping into me was better.
I thought back to her bumping into me and everything that just happened blurred into space.

"Dude!" She exclaimed once again. I looked at her and slightly smiled. "Wait, pretty boy?"

I pursed my lips. "Pretty boy?"

"Yeah," she said. "Why didn't you watch where you were going? I dropped my coffee!"

I observed her irritated, but soft face. She's kinda... cute.

"Gosh, I'm going to be late!" She groaned, pushing me to the side before running out the door.

Before I knew it, she tripped and fell on her face again. "Hey!" I shouted after her.

I stuck out my hand to help pull her up, but she rejected me. Instead, she stood up and gave me an embarrassed, but irritated look.

I couldn't help but laugh at her cute face. "Stop laughing at me!" She whined, grabbing her bag off the ground.

"Are you a high schooler?" I asked.
"Yes. I am." She said and walked off. "Don't even think about hitting on me!"
I arched an eyebrow and laughed. She's cute.

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I'm sorry yallll, tHIS IS SO BAD. ㅠㅠㅠ hope you enjoy it so far tho.