I felt disappointed when I saw the guy named yoongi on the counter instead of jieun."Ayo swag." The fuck is that?
"Hyung. Where's jieun?" I placed the glazed potato I made on the counter. She said she likes potato so I bring some.
"I don't know. She's 20 minutes late. A usual thing." He sigh and opened the container to eat some of my glazed potato.
"This kid have skills." He said nodding and I brightly smiled at him. "You must bring some of your crystallized potatoes more often."
"Sure hyung, I'll separate yours and jieun's." He gave me a thumbs up as he eat the last piece.
"Mianhae! I'm so sorry I'm late again!" It's been only fourteen hours twenty six minutes and three seconds, but I already miss her.
"It's okay." He quickly go out the counter. "I'm used to it."
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The time quickly passed by, things happened just like yesterday. I helped her to assist, and attract the customers as well. At least I have a purpose for staying there for like 6 hours everyday.
I get a quick walk to get some canned beers from the racks. "Two canned beers for a handsome customer." I punched it by myself without her knowing.
I was about to pay when she hit my head with a carton of milk. "What do you think you're doing kid?"
"I'm sick of that milk noona." I pouted and make myself look like a kid so she will pity me and it can convince her to take those beers with me.
I heard her sigh. "Who am I to decide anyway. You can take it if you want."
Oh yeah. The power of Jeon Jungkook.
"And of course I can't resist you." Literally, I felt like I'm the cutest person alive. Kidding.
"Noona I'll send you home." She looked away again.
"Y-you cant—i mean, you're not allowed— ugh! Never mind. Let me just take you home. Let's go?" She cling on my arm and pulled me.
Why am I not allowed? Is she embarrassed of something? Is there something she's trying to hide? Every step I take, questions are keep coming. Curiosity runs through my whole self.
I didn't notice that we're in front of my house.
"I'm going now!" She smiled and turned her back. I nod and open the gate.
And there I see her, running so fast in the dark opposite direction. What is that thing there that makes her hurry?
I run and followed her.
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