𝗦𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗛𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘀

(9)

but it wasn't a coincidence

it didn't stay a coincidence

it was more than that

i had spent all day talking to that boy—the boy that was brought to me by coincidence. on the phone or texting, it seemed unreal.

i told him, jokingly, that if he wanted to call me his girlfriend, he should at least take me out on a date. to my surprise, he asked for my number saying:

"I need your number to know when you're free, not just at night after you've worked so hard."

so there i stood, staring at my phone. i wondered if i should text him and tell him i was free at this very moment. eunwoo was too busy with his boyfriend moonbin, there was no way i'd be the their third wheel.

but there was this weird feeling telling me that sanha maybe didn't actually want to hang out with him. i was just a coincidence that kept popping up after work at the bus stop and places we both happened to be at.

'Sanha ✌️ : Hey! Are you free right now?'

a weird feeling settled on my stomach as i read that text. of course, i replied with a yes and he suggested we'd meet for coffee. it was late for coffee, very late. but the idea of seeing him made it seem as if it was daylight.

i was more than nervous. there was that warm feeling in my stomach but more twisted and wary. even getting ready took me forever due to how nervous i was.

getting to the café was as nerve racking because once i got there i couldn't find him. the warm feeling got hotter, making me sweat. maybe i shouldn't have worn this scarf. it was cold out but not inside.

"Nari."

i smiled at the sound of his voice, quickly turning to look up at him.

"Hey Sanha."

"Come on, let's get you coffee."

i ordered a coffee for myself and he ordered some tea. i offered to pay for my own drink, but he declined my request saying that a gentleman pays for his date.

"You don't drink coffee?"

"I can't. But I just know a lot of pretty girls like coffee so I assumed you drank coffee."

i giggled as we sat down. he sat across from me, a smile on his face. he seemed much more relaxed that when we saw each other at the hospital which made me less worried of him feeling sad.

"What else don't you drink?"

"Mm... can't think of anything. But I can't eat seafood."

"You've already told me this."

"I guess I did tell you!"

we laughed together as our drinks were delivered to us.

"What don't I know about you Sanha?"

"Mm... I'm christian!"

"Really? Does faith help you through your everyday life?"

he hummed, looking up as he thought about it. he shrugged.

"I guess. It gives me some sort of strength. Are you not religious?"

i shrugged, not wanting to offend him.

"I just haven't found faith I suppose."

he smiled and leaned over the table, signaling for me to come closer. he quietly giggled before whispering, i remember, right as the clock hit midnight.

"You're my faith."