I only see him 5 minutes a day-Total.
He gets on & off at the train terminal across from me.
I don't know where he's going, where he comes from, what he does, what he likes.
I don't even know his name.
But I find that day by day, I learn something...
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June 17, 20XX Wednesday
I didn't get much sleep last night.
Mission accomplished, Yeri.
I set my eyes on Taehyung conversing with the cafe employee behind the register.
He's already got the drinks, what's taking him so long?
I stare down at Taennie.
"Your father's cheating on me," I pout.
It was all a joke, but I felt strange inside.
I watch Taehyung point to the artwork behind her.
She turns around and places a hand over her chest, suddenly getting more excited as she talks.
"Oh my gosh, you love art too?" I mock what she might be saying, "I poop art."
Taehyung turns pink and looks down at the drinks.
Do they remind you of something?
Like that one of them is for me?!
I hold tightly onto Taennie's leash.
"I'll step back now. I just want you to know one thing..." Yeri's text rings through my head.
The girl leans close to Taehyung, a hand suddenly placed over his bicep.
"You only knew Taehyung when he had cancer. Do you think he is the same without it? It might be all lovely dovey for a few weeks, but aren't you afraid he might be different than the Taehyung you know?"
Tears cloud my vision.
Move that arm away, Taehyung.
I wait for it but he doesn't budge.
Angered, I storm out of the cafe with Taennie.
I wipe away my tears and wait a few minutes for him to notice I'm gone.
Nothing.
I crouch down and rub my eyes.
Why am I getting jealous?
He loves me and I know it.
He won't change.
A hand on my shoulder causes me to look up.
Taehyung stands there, concern all over his face.
"Are you okay? A-are you not feeling well?"
He helps me stand, but I can't even look at him.
"She's pretty, isn't she?"
I am sour.
Taehyung frowns. "Who? The cashier?"
I nod my head.
"That's why you blushed at her touch. Did you flex your non-existent biceps too?"
I am soooooo sour.
Taehyung frowns. "I didn't even notice....Jennie, I got excited because they hung up a classmate of mine's artwork. I was trying to see how I could get exposure for my own..."
I cross my arms. "Doesn't mean you flirt your way through."
Taehyung stays frowning.
I lift my gaze up to his face.
He suddenly cracks a smile, "You're jealous?"
I feel the glow on my cheeks. "N-no."
I try to run away, but he grabs my wrist.
He peeks over at me and raises an eyebrow, giving me a stupid smug smile.
"She's not my type, trust me. She couldn't earn my attention."
Wrong thing to say, Taehyung.
"Oh yeah? Then what's the first thing you notice when you look at another girl?" I ask hotly.
