fall. // yang jeongin

九

"even my kidney is pounding. i think i'm sick."
—love4eva; loona yyxy

‣ ryewon

nahye only wanted us to try on some clothes and positions as to where the ghosts should hide. the rest of the class time passed quickly, and seeing the fact that we're the ghosts, i realized that we weren't needed here. i gently tucked jeongin's sleeve, suddenly tired, and use my other hand to grab my bag.

"can we go? it's not like we're useful here anyway."

he noticed my exhausted expression and swung his arm around my shoulder.

"cheer up! or as felix would say, cheer up mate! it's a g'day today! actually, maybe not, considering you got hit by a soccer--"

i slapped his mouth, "don't even go there."

"but--"

"don't."

he could tell that i was not happy with him, and so he decided to do something weird.

"hey. you dropped something," he stared at the pavement below our feet.

puzzled and still disoriented, i glanced and reached out my arm to find whatever i dropped. however, instead of picking up my 'lost item', it seemed that i was the item jeongin was picking up.

crap. my heart did the !! thing again.

he swiftly grabbed my hand in his and gave me a victorious smile. annoyed, i heaved a harsh breath, and gently fixed my surprisingly still soft hair. my feet unconsciously followed the path before me by memory, and without realizing, we soon arrived in front of a café.

i read the wooden sign that was hanging next to the glass door, which simply shows a cup of coffee. the small shop had glass walls all around it, and the strong aroma of coffee could be identified from a mile away. as we stepped in, the small bell rang clearly. the theme of this tiny but welcoming shop was evidently nature. the colours green and brown were apparent. wooden chairs, tables, and stools were seen everywhere, with a few beanbags here and there. overall, the aesthetics were more than enough for me.

"one vanilla latte with half sugar, one chocolate cake, and one green tea latte with soy milk, half ice and half sugar," we payed for our order and quietly set our bags. soon, a young man who looks like our age walked over, "here's your order."

his name tag says 'na jaemin'. hmm. how familiar.

we thanked him and immediately launched right into our study section.

"so, linear equations..." jeongin's voice faded as i braced for more suffering.

if y'all don't remember where jaemin appeared go back to chapter three ;)