philophobia | j.hoseok

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[hoseok's pov:]

that afternoon, i decided to head to the pharmacy to get my sister her medication, but then again, i wanted to see haesoo. just up ahead, i saw that was already approaching the pharmacy. when i entered in, i didn't see haesoo at the counter. i walked over to the counter and peered my head inside.

"can i help you?" someone suddenly spoke up. i saw another girl with short brown hair came up to the front.

"oh, um, i'm here to pick up my sister's medication," i told her.

"i'll need a name."
"jung hyejin."

as she type up some things on the computer, i looked around but saw no sign of haesoo.

hm, is she not here today?

"haesoo isn't here today i'm afraid," the girl suddenly said. i looked at her surprised by her sudden outburst.

"o-oh. um, i wasn't looking for–"
"i think it's noticable."

my cheeks turned red in embarrassment.

"do you know where she is?" i asked.

"she had a doctor's appointment today. so she wasn't able to come to work," the girl explained. "i hope it's nothing serious," i softly said.

"she'll be fine. are you two perhaps.. dating?"
"n-no! we're not," i said fumbling with my words. but the girl gave a small chuckle.

"haesoo might come out a bit rude sometimes but i hope you can understand her. she has a condition."
"a condition?"
"a phobia. philophobia to be more specific."

"what's philophobia?" i asked suddenly getting curious.

"that is something you have to talk with her about. is this correct by the way?" she suddenly asked as she showed the computer screen to me.

i saw my sister's name and the name of the medication she needed prescribed by her doctor.

"yeah, that's it."

"alright." the girl left the counter for a moment and walked to the back.

philophobia?

some seconds later, she came back with the bottle of ambien medication. i went ahead and paid for it as she placed it into a bag.

"thank you," i said smiling. "you're welcome. i hope you can find a way into that girl's heart. she's a tough one," the girl chuckled. again, my cheeked tinted red in embarrassment.

"thanks."

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