The Book Of WonHui ♡

The Beginning To My End

The warmness of the inside radiates me to my cold body, I was welcomed by the smell of sugar and coffee. I was always swoon by it, but now, it makes me irritates.

My eyes gone wild. I don't even care how I look right now, probably half dead. The dampness of my shirt was attached to my body and it's fucking uncomfortable. The rain droplets from the tip of my hair dropped on the floor.

I don't care if I'll get sick later on or maybe die in a matter of second, but what I want now is to flip all the tables here.

The staffs staring at me with concern. Fuck that, no one's worried about me. They're looking in disgust. Sure, why wouldn't they ? A soaking, horrible man just came into the shop and stood there with cold demeanor, adding a killing spirit in his eyes. Yes, that's me.

I walked slowly to a single table while I feel the eyes followed me. I snatched the seat and loudly slammed myself on it , catching the attention of other customers, not that I care though.

I pulled back my hoodie and immediatly, the heater hits straight my nape and danced around it. I still have to dry my hair.

I messed with my wet hair, letting the shower droplets rain on the floor. I ran my hand smoothly throught it, letting the breeze fills it.

I slowly bring my hand to touched the side of my mouth, and winced when it stings. The dried blood got onto my finger and I just wiped in on my hoodie like it was nothing.

Fuck you, Kim Mingyu.

Not in a million years, I thought Mingyu would do that to me. I trusted him, respected him and even followed him like a slave. I gave my whole trust and he betrayed me. Look, what happened to me now ?

A bruise on my eyes and mouth, aching and soaking body, alone and super miserable. Just your simple dumb fuck, people. I'm just super proud of myself.

I leaned my head back, trying to recalled back the massive fight I just had with my former bestfriend who I was inlove with. emphasis on the was.

Kim Mingyu, you are the most horrible person. Well, after me of course.

I sat there for another 10 minutes, just silently staring at the sugar bottles in front of me. I had nothing to do, nowhere to go, no one to go to. I'm fucking homeless.

As I was too deep in my thought, a tap on my shoulder shook me out of my trance. I groaned and look up to see the cafe's staff looking down at me with, worried ?

"Are you okay, sir ?" The staff asked. I squinted my eyes to read his nametag that was pinned on his uniform.

Wen... Junhui

"None of your fucking bussiness." I replied, and shooed him away with a hand gesture. The staff, Junhui, still stood there, looking at me.

"Would you like anything, sir ?" Junhui carefully asked again. His voice was full of catious, in case I'm gonna snap at him.

"Fuck, do I look like someone who had money with me ? Look at me !" I loudly said, grabbing my soak shirt to showed him. "I. Am. Fucking. Broke. And. Homeless." I emphatized every single word. Junhui just stood in shock.

"I'm gonna get out of this place later, I'm not gonna stay here looking helpless, you know. You have hundreds of seat left so why bother ?" I rudely said to him.

Junhui just nodded and staring at me with those emotion in his eyes that I can't understand. Is he worried for me ? Why would he ? He doesn't even know me.

"I'll leave you alone, sir. Sorry for bothering you." Junhui finally walked away from me. I sighed in contented and continue to rest my now dry body.