They relocate to a nearby cafe — he didn't want things to end at her school. He watched as she drank her coffee before focusing her eyes on him again.
"Is your name really Min Yoongi?" She questioned, "You know, you're lucky you're cute, if this was anyone else I wouldn't have even entertained half of this." She admitted, making him smile bashfully.
"To answer your first question, I am not exactly human, therefore I really don't have a name." He explained, leaning towards her, if this was the last time he would see her, he wanted to commit every facial detail to memory.
She gulped.
"What are you?" She asked, almost fearful of the answer, but also excited — maybe curious instead.
"I'm a Grim Reaper."
"As in, you carry around a scythe? Like, stereotypical Grim Reaper weapon?" She asked and he laughed, full on laughing that drew the attention of some people in the cafe.
"No, I don't have a scythe." He said, shaking his head, he was glad she was making fun of the situation. She looked away from him for a moment, before glancing back up at him.
"Am I going to die? Surely having a Reaper hanging around me isn't good news?" She asked, scared of the answer.
"No." He gulped, "I haven't received any word you're going to die yet. You're fine."
"Oh, that's good. It would suck to die when I've just finished high school, and boyfriend-less." She laughed. God help him, "Does... Does you being around me have something to do with my past life."
"I don't know, but I'm going to find out either way." He admitted, rubbing his face with both hands, "I, uh, feel things when I think of you, and Kim Sun, your past self I guess you could say."
"Oh, right." She now looked uncomfortable, why couldn't he just keep his mouth shut?
