Ding, Ding!
The bell rings as the door to the Cafeteria opens out wide and a young teenage boy walks in. He strides in to the counter to place his order.
"An Americano and a medium sized sandwich." He hands his card to the woman at the counter.
"Anything else?" she ensures with a smile. He just nods his head in negation. He sits at a nearby table by the window and looks out. The clouds dominating the morning sky leaving transitory patches of blue. Though they are mostly white there is a hint of greyness, a suggestion that rain may play a part in the day to come.
"Sir, Your order is ready to be delivered." The woman at the counter calls out.
Turning back he gets up to receive his tray of food. The phone in his pocket rings up the instant he picks his coffee. He answers the call while taking a sip.
" Hello, Yes." His eyes widens within a fraction of second, hands over mouth, nostrils flaring, blood drained from face, mouth opening and shutting like a goldfish with no sound coming out, still as a statue, he looked thunderstruck. His grasp over his coffee tightened with the hot liquid overflowing on his clenched fist. He rushes out of the front door.
Opening the door of his red Lamborghini, he takes driver's seat. Turning on the ignition, he steps up on the accelerator without delaying for another second. The car hits the highway road within a few minutes. The young boy's eyebrows furrowing as he bits his lower lip in tension.
The next instant a blinding flash of light falls over causing a involuntary reflex of eyes shutting. He tries recovering by turning the steering wheel as the car screeches forward colliding with an approaching truck.
CRASH!!!!!!
At the last second, he jumps. His body hitting the hood of the car and sound of screams filling in the noise of honks and shattering glasses.
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"Taehyungaaahhhh, Taehyungaaaaaahhhhh.............." I kept on calling his name and patting his arms to wake him up. To be honest, I was worried. I have never seen him sleeping, let alone in the working hours, until today when he dozed off while I was designing an outfit for the upcoming event. For the past fifteen minutes he started shivering and sweating , as if he was struggling in his sleep. I was reluctant at first to approach him due to the recent change of circumstances but could not help but gave in as his shudders turned into yelps of pain.
"Taehyungah, Are you fine? Open your eyes, look at me. Please." I stroke his face with my hands in attempt to calm his tremors.
He opened his eyes with a sudden blink. Those eyes filled with fear. "Ji Euna...." He breathes out my name in a soft whisper.
I try to focus my gaze anywhere but his eyes, getting up from my half kneeling position that hovered over his form, creating a comfortable distance between us.
"I woke you up.....erhhh.... you were probably having a nightmare....." I was trying hard to form some meaningful sentences.
He regained his posture within an instant, returning to his annoying self.
"Are you done with the design?" His authoritative voice asks me ,catching me off guard. I wondered if he has some serious psychological disorder....How can someone's personality change in a split second? Weird...
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Fanfic" This doesn't make sense" I looked at the brochure and sighed. " I know, this requires a thing called 'sensibility' , which you unfortunately lack. slow -witted". He laid back on his couch with the obnoxious smirk plastered on his face. " I thou...
