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THREE
SEOKJIN ;
i was famished. it was the busiest day at work , and it was only my first day. i liked my job , no , i loved it. i love the smell of freshly brewed coffee entering my nostrils. and the coffee was delicious , the new flavour that counter guy told me about.
that's right. i haven't got his name , but i will soon. i packed some food from the cafe and rushed back to the hotel.
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NAMJOON ;
" hey , you alright ? " i asked , seeing him panting heavily.
" yeah , i'm fine. just ran back from the cafe. " seokjin assured me , i felt relieved.
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SEOKJIN ;
" um , i haven't got your name yet. " i said , rubbing my neck , uncomfortable of the awkward situation.
" oh i'm namjoon , kim namjoon. " he answered , plastering a smile on his face.
namjoon. kim namjoon. i've heard this name somewhere , but where ? i forgot. it was years ago. what if i really did know him ? what if we used to be friends like he said ?
kim namjoon , the friendly counter guy behind the counter.
kim namjoon , the guy who said he knew me.
kim namjoon , the guy who i don't know if i even knew him.
thoughts flooded my mind , i couldn't focus on work the next day. why do i keep thinking about him ?
fuck you kim namjoon.
