Kpop one shots

A different person.

## Yoongi's point of view.

I sighed as I lay on my bed, waiting for her reply.
> Her: Are you still up for meeting today?
> Him: Yup. I can't wait to meet you finally. Where are we meeting again?
A knot formed in my stomach, tightening with every minute that passed without a reply. I ruffled my black hair, placing my hands over my face right after. 'Why am I so stressed by this?'
My head shot up once I heard my phone go off. I quickly lifted it off of my pillow, only to find myself smiling seeing the message is from her.
> Her: At the coffee shop called Musicafé at 2pm. I can't wait to meet you!
I let out a content sigh. I check the time, only to find I have less than an hour to get ready. I run to the bathroom to take a shower. I return to my room with a towel wrapped around my waist, looking through my wardrobe, wanting to pick out an outfit that wouldn't be too flashy.

In the end, I decide to pick out black jeans, along with a black and white sweater. Putting on a pair of black timberlands, I make a mental note, telling myself not to fuck up. After making sure I have my house keys, money and my phone (along with earphones of course) I venture out of the house.

Music blasting into my ears, an image of how she looks starts forming in my head.

'Is she short? No, probably not... hopefully not taller than me oh god.. Maybe she'll have long hair? Or short? From her personality online she seems like a girl who would have short hair.. right? ' Thoughts like these entered and left my head over and over again, until I saw the café in front me. I took a deep breath and entered the shop.

I opened the door of the coffee shop, a smile gracing my lips as the smell of fresh coffee hit my nose. It instantly disappeared once I saw Engel. She's a foreigner, and goes to the same school as me. The hatred we share towards each other is undeniably large, yet I have not one idea why or when we started to hate each other, we just.. do.
She looked up, and held eye contact with me, and my stare immediately turned into a glare. With no doubt, it was returned.

"Why the fuck did you have to come here, and ruin my day?" She hissed at me.
I rolled my eyes at her. "I thought ladies weren't supposed to curse?" I snort in reply. "What ever Yoongay." I sighed, trying to control my anger.
"Why are you here anyways?" I ask, sitting down in front of her, waiting for a reply.
"Did I say you can sit here?"
"Did I ask you for permission? And will you answer my damn question?"

She stayed silent, and started to type on her phone. I was about to speak to her again, when I got a message.
> Her: Where are you?? I'm bored ;;
I smiled subconsciously, and started to type a reply, before Engel snorted. I looked up to see her holding back a laugh. I glared at her.
"Is the emotionless Min Yoongi smiling? That's a first." She finally lets out a laugh.
"Why does it bother you huh?" I retaliate in annoyance.

The only reply I received was another laugh from her. With a sigh I look back down at my phone and reply to her.
> Him: I'm already here, I'm sitting with this one girl from my school... I'm wearing mostly black clothes, with a white pattern on my sweater. Where are you?
I look around the shop to see anyone who could possibly be her, before I got a quick reply.
> Her: Black clothing? Do you have black hair too?
> Him: Yeah why? What are you wearing? I could look for you if you cant see me..?
"Ya." I hear from in front of me. I look up to see Engel with wide eyes. I tilt my head to the tide confused. "What do you want?"
"Let me see your phone for a second." She demanded, hand stretched towards me, waiting for me to pass her my phone. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and annoyance.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" I huff, baffled by her demand. "No way."
She closed her eyes, letting out a sigh. "Fine."
> Her: I'm wearing dark blue jeans along with a red baseball tee, and a black jacket.
I look up, looking around for a person with such description. After scanning the people in the shop, I decide to reply.
> Him: I don't see you.. are you sure you're in the right shop?
> Her: Yes, I'm sure. I go here with friends a lot. Stand up, maybe I'll see you that way.
I do as she asked and stand up from my seat, only to hear an 'oh my lords, please don't tell me it's him.' From straight in front of me. I look down at Engel,  with an aggravated sigh. "What's wrong with you now?" I hiss. Instead of replying to me, she looked down at her phone. I sighed, and continued to look through the crowds of people.
> Her: Sit down. I know where you are...
> Him: What's wrong? You do?
I reply, sitting back down into my seat, waiting for a reply.
> Her: Yeah.
"Look up idiot. I'm sitting right in front of you." I looked up to Engel, with a confused look. "I know you're sitting in front of me. I don't want to look at you though."
She let out a low grunt. "You're like.. a different person... online and when you speak to me face to face.."

"What are you on about?" I question confused. She stares at me, as I scan her face. My brows furrow as I think about what she could mean, before noticing her clothing; the same as the description I've been given.
I let out a small laugh. "No way you're the one I'm supposed to be meeting today..."
"Well did the person you're texting tell you to stand up and sit down?" She asks, matter of factly.
I nod a little, not speaking one word. Then it hit me. Is she the girl I've been texting all along? Can't be right? We *hate* each other, no way we would be chatting online all this time.
I let a small laugh. The calm smile spreads across my lips. I shake my head in slight disbelief, looking down at the dark table my phone has been laying on. "Online you really are... a different person."

Thank you to ErixnFxy for helping me finally upload this 😂😂