coffee shop | ksj ✔️

five

"don't you remember?"

"remember what?"

"me.
from years ago."

"what's your name?"

"kim seokjin.
jinnie, as you used to call me."

"b-but you died in a fire."

"that was 12 years ago."

"you can't be seokjin."

"but i am."

a few years ago,
12 to be exact,
before i took over my parents' coffee shop,
i met a boy.

his name was kim seokjin.
i was only 13 and so was he.
we were still young and only cared about the present.

he came to my parents' coffee shop with his mother very often.
and when he came, we would bond.

we soon became close friends.
but of course, something bad happened.
i didn't live in a fairytale after all.

he perished in a fire and ended our friendship of five years.
my parents had perished in that fire too.

at 18, i was left alone with nothing but a coffee shop.