"Dear BigHit,
Working there for a whole day was everything I could dream of but I'm really sorry for this sudden news. A lot of things are coming up and duties as a college student isn't helping me either. I'm honored being your make up artist but life seems to get busier that it's hard for me to keep up. Therefore comes this resignation letter. It was an enjoyable two days but I realized how I still have a lot to do and the schedule is mixed up. I'm really sorry about this and I hope you'll accept and respect my decision of quitting.
Sincerely,
Soo Yoona-gahhh this letter is a little too much. I should delete some words." I groaned to myself since I was alone in my apartment
Yes, I was writing a resignation letter. I mean, my situation with Jungkook is not getting better if you ask me. I fixed the letter a couple of times but I still felt like it wasn't good enough. I slammed my head to the table as the letter still sounded wrong.
"Ugh, I need coffee. Who cares, I ain't gonna write an essay for bighit anyway." I stood up, grabbing my phones and my keys.
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Making my way to XOXO cafe, I got a text. I checked it out.
From: Taehyung
Ya, are u coming? Don't forget we have a schedule at 9pm!I stopped my tracks once I read it. So he doesn't know? Jungkook hasn't tell anyone yet? Pft, probably too busy with Hana till he forgot about me.
Why think of me when you have Hana?
I walked faster to XOXO cafe because I felt an uncomfortable aura around me that I wanted to escape from. Jealousy. Damn it.
I entered the coffee and ordered my usual. I sat down at the bar, waiting for my drink while scrolling through my phone. Then, I got another text.
From: Taehyung
Yah, don't just read. Reply me!I rolled my eyes and exited the app. You're gonna stop texting me anyway once you find out. A door click was heard, meaning someone just entered the cafe. I decided to take a glance but then look back to my phone.
Wait.
He looks familiar. I know him. I've seen him. But where?
No wait.
That's... Jihoon. Definitely THE Park Jihoon. Okay, this is coincidental. Well, not really since he hasn't noticed me yet. Meh, why should I care about him. He's probably thirsty. Judging by the sports clothes he was wearing, the sweats on his forehead, and his headphones hanging down his neck.