Who Are U? // Namjin ✗ Discontinued

- Electronic Store -

  
   While driving I spotted an electronic store repair store in a plaza. Yes, that wasn't very far either. I parked my car, grabbed my keys and my now broken phone and went inside.

  As I entered the store there were two people wearing blue uniforms sitting at the main counter having a conversation. First one who was closer to the door was half asleep, listening to the other complain. He had a mint hair color. I've actually never seen someone have that hair color. Could I pull it off? I laughed at the thought, Nah. Then the guy next to him who was the one whining. He had a light orange tint almost looking like it was pink as his hair color. I don't really know what color that is, but it looked good on him. I can tell you that their hair were a lot more colorful compared to mine, which was just a basic black.

  "She was so nice, ugh. I probably scared her or something," the orange slash pink haired whined, putting his hands on his face. "You're fine she pr- Oh!" The minted haired one jumped out of his comfortable position as he saw me. Great, second time intruding someone's conversation today. "How can I help you?" I'm guessing they weren't expecting a customer at this time. Aish, I always come at the worst times.

  Without saying a word I showed him my broken phone. The mint haired was still confused on what I was trying to say. Having a panic I quickly said, "Phone." . . . I wanted to shoot myself seventy times. 'Phone'. ENGLISH JIN. At least make it a sentence!

  "Ooh," he shifts his attention to the whining man beside him and kicked his leg making his hands drop from his face. "Hey! What did you do that f-" the other exclaimed. He stopped mid sentence when noticing me. Not to lie, this situation made me laugh a bit, which got my head out of that awkward situation that just happened. The orange haired then looked at my once called phone and nodded.

   "Hand it to me, I think I know how to fix it," he suggested. I walked over to the taller man and slowly gave him my phone. While handing over the broken mess our hands touched, making my stomach make butterflies. Jesus Christ, Jin get yourself together, he touched your hand and you're already fantasizing. You're straight for crying out loud! I looked at the other to see his reaction. He didn't react as much as me, actually he didn't react.

  As he was repairing my phone. I don't know why but I did the one thing I'm worst at. Small talk.

  "You looked devastated when I walked in," I mentioned, "What happened?" The electronic chuckled, "You saw that? That's embarrassing... It was nothing." he replied. It's weird. I feel like I know him. Do I?

   We then sat in silence until the mint hair spoke up. "Some girl on the internet ran away from him." "Actually, she didn't run away from me..." He corrected. "Then what?" The other asked. "Don't distract me I'm fixing a phone!"

  The lazy one chuckled and yawned, "Yeah, okay. We'll stop at 'ran away.'" Then the other one groaned. "I think I just... Came on too quick." "Which made her run away" the other added. "Yah! Shut up!" "Don't speak to your elders like that!" All three of us laughed in sync.

   "Do you think I made her run away?" the man standing in front of me asked, looking away from my almost fixed phone and into my eyes. My heart sank, eye contact. "M-me?" "Mhm, who else?" Ugh, just kill me now. I thought for a few seconds, "Well if y-you think you didn't make her run away, and you were t-there when it happened. Then no... I don't think you did."

  He smiled at me, showing his dimples. "Thank you!" He nodded and went back to working on my phone. Awe, cute... NO JIN, GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS. "Welp, I'm gonna go to break. You girls have fun!" The mint one said while walking in to a 'employees only' door. His co-worker sighed. "He's always like this."

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  "Okay, done! There are a bit of cracks on the screen but it at least works." He turned the phone on to clarify that it infact, works. I made a small pout, I never actually had a crack screen before because of how protective I am of my belongings. "Aish, don't be sad. Compared to my phone you're perfectly fine." He took out his phone and placed it next to mine. He wasn't lying. His phone looks like it's been shattered a million times. "Why don't you put a case on it?" I suggested. "See, here's the thing... I broke that too." I smiled at his comment. "But hey, it gave me the skill to fix them easily!"

   I payed for the repair and started walking out of the store. "Bye! Hope you find that girl again!" I said loudly, walking backwards. "Thanks! You too!" He waved. I left the store and stopped. Wait did he just say 'You too'? I laughed to myself. He's just like me.

  I plopped back on my car seat and checked the time with my cracked phone.

'6:56 PM'

  It's that late? Where did time go? Shit, I have to close the cafè in four minutes. I quickly started the engine and drove back to my work, EXpresso Cafè. I hope no one came when I was gone.