How I Met My Bias (ENGLISH EXO KRIS FANFIC)

How I cried on Han river

3:45 PM?

I looked unto my wristwatch and immediately stood up. LIke really? I slept for 8 hours? and no one even really bothered to wake me up or something.

And one thing, i  freakishly hungry right now! I've already eaten my last bar of chocolate on the road to our room so really, I'm empty right now.

I bet the two guys are still sleeping their arsses off. Oh by the way, we are now staying at this cute and cozy apartelle in Cheongdam-dong.

It has two rooms, a small dining table, kitchen, and a small living room with a TV set.

"Oh, dearie. Our Danna's trip must have been tiring, eh?" and G has already waken up?

THese two boys are actually eating ramen by themselves. Like seriously, how could they eat wothout even waking me up!

"Shut up G. I'm hungry."

"Here Danna. We actually left one for you. Ready to eat and all." Patrick said.

and of course i have immediately consumed my bowl of noodles. After eating, we have finally agreed to go out tonight. Why wouldn't we? Like I only have 2 weeks here in Korea and sleeping shouldn't be my style, right fanfan?

I had trouble choosing my outfit for tonight. It's so awesomely cold and I can't even imagine wearing shorts tonight. (Of course I havent brought any) but it's just that, how do I mix wearing comfortable with being presentable enough? gaaaa.

Before even giving myself a hot bath, I'm here again with my imagines.

Looking at my phone's wallpaper. Seeing his face virtually.

I bet he's dancing like crazy right now. Preparing. Or maybe facing the mirror? Doing some selcas? Listening to music? Talking to his mom? Eating? Sleeping?

I just really wonder how I would scream for him. HAHAHA

Cafe Rio. Woawoawoa. This is like one of the coolest cafe's I have ever been too. Not to mention the awesome view of Han river straight to my eyes!

i am so busy taking pictures and appreciating the wonderful sight but my colleagues seem to not enjoy my business. They have eaten like, 10 muffins but still kept on ordering for more! Really, food monsters. 

"Hey, G. I'll just go out for a while." he was busy laughing with Patrick and then he said,

"NO." and laughed so hard again.

"Please, G. I'll be quick. I'll just take a quick walk around the area."

"I said N--oh, whatever. Just be quick." then I hurriedly went outside. Yay!

The Han river is actually not pretty. It's magical, if I were to describe it. I don't know why but, it seems to have casted certain spell on me. 

Not just that many scenes from K-dramas, movies and MVs where shot it this place. The feel is really different when you have seen the river with your real eyes. Its just, amazing. 

Though the weather is kinda cold, it's good that I have managed to really coat myself off for the night. I sat on the ground and layed there for like a few minutes. No, several minutes, i guess. I need to take pictures of course! My travel gram is waiting for it. Hahaha

Then later on, something more magical actually happened.

Fortunately, I was able to witness the colorful fountain on the bridge by the river.

I felt like I was actually listening to a realistic 'Seoul song', just without SNSD or Super Junior. I was so enthralled by the site. It was like magic and reality have just collided and appeared right before my very eyes. Korea, what could be more magical than you? A thought bubbled my mind.

I stared at the fountain for exactly 15 minutes and it ended. Just like that, it ended.

And why haven't I took a single picture or video of it? How haven't I? Oh please, you Dumb Danna! :'(

But since it's not really my luck, the rain poured but I never made any move. I just stared at the bridge and did nothing.

I never really made a single move.

It was cold, yeas it was. Even with 2 layers of jacket and a sweater, yes it of course was. I could feel my worried breathing. My body trying to adjust to that sudden drop of coldness.

I was sad. No, I was more than  sad. I was really, really, sad.

AND THEN, IT HAPPENED.

A guy, a tall guy, stood behind me. I thought it was Gian, but if it was him, he could have dragged me to a dry spot and scolded me to and fro, but no. I wasn't him.

This guy is wearing black pants, black sweater, red shoes and a bonnet. He stood behind me and said,

"at least you could me more careful of your health." and gave me his umbrella.

I caught sight of him, a small glimpse. NO. It's not him. NO. No was. He picked up the basketball soaked with rain  and went back with his two friends who rode bikes, the other probably holding his.

I was trembling. Not because of the cold rain, but because of what I saw. I tried to call him, but no words seem to go out of my mouth.

I need to shout. I need to call him.

"K-k-.."

"Kamsahamnida..." instead, my mouth uttered a more appropriate word. Was it loud enough for him to hear it?

And he looked back, barely smiled, and drove away.

"...Kris." and I ended up in tears.