"Why is it that I only see you here consistently?" I looked up in shock.
"Well this is the only place I can feel somewhat at peace." I replied as I looked up to see his reaction.
"Well, can I be part of that peace?"
Who knew what would be in store...
Alex's POV: The coffee shop is my safe haven. At home it is peaceful since I live alone yet, I don't feel like it is my own home. The coffee shop is the place where my worries fade and I can just watch the life around me. I'm able to just relax and know that everything is right.
My family gave me up when I was a baby and I was adopted by a family in Korea. I know nothing about my old family or country which most would be saddened by yet, I have no memories of the place so what is there to miss? My adopted family has tried to teach me about my home country but I have no interest in it what so ever.
As I get ready for the day I put an hour of my day aside for the coffee shop. I know it sounds weird but this place is a daily stop for me. I grab my purse as I walk out of my house and to my truck. First thing in the morning I have to work which I am a Pharmacy Technician. I got the job a couple years ago and haven't loved a job as much as I love this one.
I walk into the pharmacy and am immediately greeted by my best friend, Addison, her happiness gleamed in her bright blue eyes . We met when we got hired together for this job and we were seen as the dream team by the lead pharmacist. "Alex I missed you! We have a chill day today we just have to input some data. We already filled all of our prescriptions that we had in progress."
Hearing this news I sighed in relief, inputing data was my favorite thing to do since filling prescriptions can be quite stressful. Time flew by quickly and next thing I knew, it was time to go to the coffee shop. Addison has never been to the shop but she knows I go there frequently and knows it's a huge part of my life.
As soon as I walk into the shop I am welcomed with the sweet aroma of the coffee that awaits me. I walk up to the counter and am handed my usual coffee while I pay and stride over to my usual spot in the corner. I pick the spot that is out of the way as well as it being peaceful. I took out my sketchbook and began the process of sketching the area around me. I sometimes pick people that stand out to me and draw them but i felt like taking in the bigger picture today.
As I was carefully drawing each person's face I noticed one that stood out. He had a quite stern yet curious look on his face. As I made eye contact with him, I couldn't help but realize that he had been staring at me for some time. I quickly looked down and finished my current drawing so I could begin another one before I lost my chance.
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I quickly turned the page of my sketchbook and began drawing the structure of his face, longing to know what his smile might look like. Each possible image of his smile didn't suit him so I began to give up and just settled with the stern look. His incredibly light hair made him stand out yet made him fit in at the same time.
I have never seen such an interesting person while I have been at this shop. Once I was finished with my work, I quietly shut my book and cleaned up my supplies and got ready to leave. The barista, Jayla, on my way out grabbed my arm to speak to me. "Alex, a customer has requested that I give you this note."
"Thank you, but who left it? Are they still here?" I couldn't help but look around for the source of the note.
"Um, it was the guy with the light hair. He's still here but asked to not be made known but I felt like it was necessary to tell you." Jayla smiled shyly, concerned of the reaction that may come because of this news.
I slowly opened the note and was in awe. It was a drawing of me while I was drawing him. At the bottom it simply said 'you're stunning'. "Jayla this is beautiful."
She quietly looked over my shoulder and gasped, "You were drawing him weren't you?"
"Well what else would I do? He was captivating to me." I slowly turned to where the light haired man was sitting and he was looking at my vacant seat, lost in his thoughts. He was truly stunning yet different from the rest. I just couldn't put my finger on what made him so different.
Yoongi's POV
She was stunning, yet I couldn't make myself known. I couldn't give myself away. She didn't know I am famous and it had to stay that way for now...
A/N:
Hey guys! This is a new book I am working on. I have a lot of motivation for this and with this being one of many books I have written, I am excited add this to my works! I hope you guys like it and I'll see you int he next chapter!
