The DayDream Believer (Exo LuHan FanFic)

Chapter 2: The Cafe

Authors POV

The boy sat quietly at the corner table in the small, familiar cafè. He was a boy in his twenties, with wild brown hair, shot with black streaks. He always wore a disgustingly purple coat, with green patches over old holes, even during the summer. His shirts were differently coloured, though all were old and wrinkled, and stained with sweat and last week's dinner. His eye always darted around the room, as if looking for something. It seemed that he couldn't sit still either.

The waitress always reluctantly brought him coffee, wheather he ordered it or not. He almost never touched it; if he did, it was only sipped from once or twice, with the rest if it falling down the front on his shirt. He never seemed to notice though. He was only interested in watching people come and go, or looking at the faces already there. This week, it was friday when he finnaly decided that he found whatever he was looking for.

"Excuse me," He said to a couple on the other side of the room. His voice sounded almost like nails on a chalkboard, and his breath was rancid as thr colour of his coat. But it was his face that made him seem awfully different from the rest of him. His face was so innocent and baby-like that if you got lost in it, you'd never be able to find your way out.

"Is Qiang your name?" The other boy set his drink down, and looked up at the fool who had talked to him. "I'm afraid not, little boy. I'm Huang." Huang took a look up at the boy, then grabbed his own coat and the hand of his girlfriend, and the two of them left, without leaving any money for the waitress that had served them. The boy in purple walked back to his corner table, mumbling to himself. He seated himself, hitting the table with his leg in the process, which knocked his cup on the floor. He didn't bother picking it up; he cursed loudly at the table however.

Nobody had really paid attention to the exchange between the crazy old boy and Huang. he did this every few weeks, and it was quit natural by now. In fact if he didn't show up one day, the other people would assume something was wrong and go into a panic. Most of them didn't realize how important he was in their daily routine.

It was about then when a blue mercedes pulled into the the parking lot outside. Everyone recognized this car, but nobody seemed to know whom it belonged to.

That was because the man who owned it never left it. He simply pulled in near the window that gave him a full view of the corner where the young fool in the purple coat always sat, and stayed there until the man got up and left. 

This time, however, the boy looked out the window at the blue car. Recognition registered his face fro a breif moment, before he looked down at the floor and picked up his cup. He set it down on the table, along with two halves of a yuan bill, before returning to his insane mutterings.

'Qiang' backed his blue car out of the parking lot, his face showing the sadness that had consumed his life when his younger brother, Lu Han, had lapsed into insanity. It was ten years ago, when Qiang had promised to meet Lu Han at the small cafè where their mother used to work at the day beofor it happened. He always remained in his small moving prison, however, never entering to  meet his young brother, who awaits him every passing second.

(A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! A girl who lost her previlage to walk and a boy who awaits for his older brother (Yes in this story i made Lu Han have an older brother) What happens when they both come into eachothers lives?...)