Strangers

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(Y/N) 's P.O.V

My hair was flying across my face. It was a windy day afterall. I swore under my breath. I was supposed to be at a meeting right now. Instead, I was busy getting my ideas ready.

I scrambled to a nearby bus stop. I checked my wrist watch.

Ok, the bus will be here in five minutes. I might make it.

I stood there, bored. Finally, a bus came out of the mist, I went on. There was one seat left, and it was beside a man. He had idol styled hair. If he wasn't on this bus, I would've begged him for an autograph. I took the seat beside him. Working at NASA was fine, but singing in front of a crowd, would be fun.

I scanned through my notes and paperwork, to make sure that I didn't miss a single key factor. My presentation was dedicated towards the universe, and how it's connected. My friend, Kyungsoo, is doing his about the fabric of time. I read quietly to myself. It helps me remember things better.

"You work for NASA? Cool." The man beside me admired. Blood rushed to my ear.

"Thanks, wait, your left eye... It looks like mine."

I stared into his left eye. It was purple, with a mix of blue and indigo, and it twinkled, while his other eye was brown.

"You're right! Your right eye, it's the same as my left! While, your other is normal..."

We panicked, unaware of people shooting glares at us, but my reputation comes second in this case.

I reached my stop, seeing Kyungsoo. I ran out of the bus. I was frantic.

"Hey, why are you so lat- Whoa, what happened to you? You look like you saw a ghost!" Kyungsoo realized.

"Just, dont talk to me. I need to think about today." I sternly said.

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