One choice

6- Namjoon

'Sir, are you going to attend the training session for that school?' Manager asked as Namjoon slamed on the couch after a concert.
Namjoon sighed. 'I think so...Some students had asked me with their hearts out. I can't break their hearts, you know.'
'Okay, its starting next week.'
Namjoon nodded. 'Okay. Hyung, my head is aching. Can we go home?'
'Okay. Rest for sometime when I pile up your things.'
'Okay.'

Namjoon asked his manager to get some medicines for his headache from the pharmacy. He was just watching out of his windshield, he spotted a girl in a cafe. She probably worked their because she was wearing an apron. He couldnt see her face but just her ash brown hair. He tried to look at her face but he couldn't.

Manager arrived with his medicines and drove away. He already forgot about the girl just now. At home Namjoon slamed on his bed and soon he was fast asleep.

The next day was tiresome as he had to prepare a new song for his comeback. He was known as Rap monster because he was a good rapper. He was a k-pop idol. Whenever he would overstrain himself with his work, he would get a headache. This time he sneaked outside without the manager knowing and walked to a nearby pharmacy.

Nobody could make out that he was the famous Rap monster because of his dark glasses and black hoodie. He walked inside the pharmacy and asked for a painkiller.

'Do you know where I can get a good cup of coffee nearby?' Namjoon asked as the ahjumma handed him his medicines.
'Yeah...there is a good coffee shop just across this pharmacy.'
Namjoon smiled. 'Khamsahabnida.'

Namjoon entered the cafe and sat at a table placed at the end of a corner, far away from everyone. Soon a waitress came to take his order. The first thing he noticed about her was the familiar ash brown hair. She was beautiful. He wondered if she had dome plastic surgery but why would just a middle class girl need a surge?

'What would you like to order, sir?' Her smile was beautiful too.
'A cup of coffee.'
'Which one sir?'
'Umm...the most expensive one.'
She looked confused for a second but she broke into a smile and said. 'Your coffee would soon be here.'
Namjoon nodded.

Namjoon found himself staring at her while she walked away. She didn't look old. Maybe she was young like...in her early twenties. Namjoon shook his head, trying to shake out his idea. It had been too long since he dated. The last time he dated was in high school. Maybe it would be a good time for a change but how could he just pick put a random girl who worked as a waitress. He barely knew her.

'Here is your coffee, sir.' The girl appeared with a cup of coffee.
Namjoon took a sip. 'Its good.' He smiled.
She studied his face.
'What?' Namjoon asked.
She shook her head. 'Nothing. It's just that you look familiar.'
Namjoon looked down, hiding his face.
He didnt want anyone to know or else it would be a chaos.
'How much does it cost?' Namjoon asked.
'Er...'
Namjoon's phome buzzed and he picked it up.

'Where the hell are you, Namjoon?' Manager yelled from the other side.
'Oh hyung.'
'Come here right now. PD is here. Fast.' He hanged up.
Namjoon panicked at the mention ao PD. He stood up.
'Mianhae but can't drink the coffee. I have to go. Er...this...' he struggled to take out some money from his pocket. He handed her some money without counting them.
'You have given me more-'
'Just keep it.'

Namjoon rushed out of the cafe and ran to his training building.

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I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER...
THERE WAS NOTHING MUCH INTERESTING I KNW...MIANHAE...

KHAMSAHABNIDA..
SARANGHAE
FIGHTING!!!!