HARUM SCARUM | kth. [COMPLETED]

Chapter Nineteen

A week passed.

Me and Yoongi have become a bit closer, not that we were actually THAT close, but yeah, we were becoming good friends. I had to admit, he had harsh words at times, and he liked to be a challenged, but I wasn't complaining.

It was Saturday. And I would be lying if I said I wasn't going out to see Yoongi. I put on my jacket and turned to the side, my eyes landing on the box Hobi gave me last week.

It's still in the exact same place he left it. My heart broke everytime I saw it, but I think I had to open it sooner or later. I sighed and placed my hand on top of the lid, before lifting it open.

My eyes laid on a letter, and beside it, were beautiful white sneakers. I picked up the note.

' Yuna!!

Thank you for being so considerate! I told my sister all about you and even though she hasn't met you, she said she already likes you! She's a fashion icon, and she wanted to give you these sneakers.. consider it as a gift from the Jung siblings,

Thank you~

Unconsciously, I started smiling. I pursed my lips and took off my rubber shoes, then I sat on the edge of my bed and put the white sneakers on. Surprisingly, it fit perfectly.

I tapped the tip of my toe on the floor, before making my way outside of my house. I made my way to the ramen shop, since me and Yoongi agreed to meet up there.

I had to admit, I was starting to see bit more parts of his personality. He was lazy at times, since he did confirm he rarely did things on weekends and rarely studied, but nonetheless got good grades.

In general, his passion was for music. I mean, I would've died to be a musician if I knew how to sing as well. But all I could do was play the piano.

I reached the ramen shop and found myself face to face with my manager, Yuhan. I smiled and looked up at him. "Table for 2."

He chuckled softly and nodded, leading me into an empty table by the side, which had the best temperature and view from inside. He handed me the menu and placed another one in front of me. "Waiting for your date?"

I scoffed. "Friend."

He shrugged. "Call me once you're ready to order."

I nodded and started listing orders in my mind whilst waiting for Yoongi. About 10 minutes passed, and I got a bit impatient so I started texting him.

To: Yoongi

Topic: Where was the 12PM we talked about?

What's taking you so longgg?

I dropped my phone and sighed, looking around the ramen shop. My salary was good, I guess. It handles our profits. These past few days, the flower shop has been doing good.

After about 3 minutes, my phone buzzed, signalling a message.

From: Yoongi

Topic: .

Hold up, I overslept.

I groaned at his message and pursed my lips. Well, at least he was honest about his excuses. I started checking photos on my phone, which I deeply regret, as there were many pictures of the others there that made my heart ache.

I wanted to be with them again. I wanted Yoongi to be friends with them too. He was always alone. I.. was always alone. If only I didn't trust..

"Oi." Yoongi lightly bonked the back of my head, before sitting across from me.