Stray Kids Imagines

SeungMin I

Author's Notue:

A little shout out to the Silent readers out there! 😊 Still thanking y'all for reading my book cause I'm happy y'all are satisfied😁💕 Love love xxx💋

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Y/N's POV

"Who are you....? "

"You will know me, but not today." a guy says.

I stopped walking away.

"We will meet in a day where it's special for you.  A day you'll find unforgettable. And I'll  be there, with you. "

I fully sat up, catching my breath. Droplets of sweat dripping from my forehead to the side of my cheeks sent cold shivers down my spine. I took a long deep breath,  trying to understand what was that dream all about.

That...felt real...

I groaned from my running imagination as I thought of scenarios where in it might happen.

Who are you kidding Y/N? This isn't a movie nor a Kdrama, so stop it.

I get up from bed, cleaning it as I try to erase the dream I had.

Once I was done cleaning,  I made myself some breakfast and quickly washed myself as I proceed on eating. As I took a bite of my sandwich, I glanced at the window.

Noticing the sun just about to rise,  giving off the best view at my window as a soft touch of warm light brushes against my skin to my face felt like I was in cloud nine.

It's oddly a good day today.

I finish off my sandwich before heading off to take a shower and changing for work.

Working as a semi-news reporter wasn't really my thing. I was more into cooking and pastry making than talking in front of a camera speaking scripted words.

As I was done with my daily routine,  I quickly put on my heels and checked my bag if everything I had was there. Smiling in process, I locked my dorm door and faced the outside world.

Okay world, today is a fine day so please,  be good to me.

I heaved a quick sigh before I made my way to work.

***Inside the office***

This was not what I expected.

Staring with mouth a gape at the paper stacks that were placed on top of my desk was one way to ruin my so-called-perfectly-fine-weather-day.

"Get started Ms. S/N (surname) " my boss told me tapping his index finger to his wrist watch as I bowed at him before he left the room.

I picked up some papers from the top and gave a quick look at them.

Groaning in process as I confirmed that they were mostly criminal cases, I slumped onto my chair.

So much for waking up in a good weather.

I sigh, putting out my laptop and notes to get started with work.

***6 hours later***

Half way through the script writing of one of the largest cases, someone knocked on my door.

"Come in. " I say loud enough to be heard from the other side of the door,  still typing and focusing on my script writing.

"That busy huh?" a familiar voice says as I heard the closing sound of the door.

"If you're here to disturb me please just leave.  I've honestly got no time for you. " I say sternly, focusing on the screen in front of me.