The second try

CHAPTER SIX

Your POV

I am at work right now, the coffee shop I work in is at a big street and  never experienced that nobody was in it. So it's very stressful, but I enjoy working there. It's always good to meet new people and I like selling things.

In my childhood I always played "supermarket" with my mom or with friends. This game is very simple to be honest. I was the seller and the others had to buy random stuff that they found in my room. Not with real money of course. I think I've still got my fake-money that I used to used for this game. Well, this was kinda the foundation for my decision that I want to sell things in my future. I know it's crazy, because most of the people I know want to become a doctor or something where you earn much money. But I never needed much money. Money was something that was important for buying something to eat or so, but I never was like "Oh my gosh I really need to go shopping now."

Okay back to reality now. I stand behind the counter, waiting for new customers. I take some dirty glasses and start to clean them. This is something I don't like about working in a cafe. Cleaning dish that I didn't use. Just disgusting.

The door opens and a girl steps inside.

"Hi! What can I do for you?" I ask.

"Hi! I would like a coffee and a chocolate muffin please." The girl says and I walk towards the coffee machine to prepare her coffee.

"The chocolate muffins are my favourites." I tell her and she laughs.

"Really? I love them too." I have to smile, because everybody loves our chocolate muffins. It is the creation of my chef and they are hella delicious.

The coffee is ready and I put a cover on top of the cup. "Do you want sugar or milk?" I answer and take the cup and the chocolate muffin. "Yea milk please." She answers.

"Okay, 3$ please." I answer and she gives me the money.

"Thank you!" She says and walks out of the shop, balancing the muffin and the coffee in one of her hands because she got called right now.

I love watching people attentive, because everybody has his own body language. The girl seemed to be very open and nice. It was pretty easy to comprehend her.

But one person is very hard to assess. Seunghyun. He can hide all his feelings, he can petend that he is happy, although he is sad. He is a champion in acting. Sometimes his behaviour is so unpredictable and that is a thing I love about him. But it also scares me. I could never be sure if he tells me the truth or if he isn't and that is what perturbed me.

After cleaning the rest of the dish I am allowed to go home. It was a stressful day today because we had many customers. But I love working hard. It makes me feel like I am needed somewhere.

I step out of the cafe as my mobile phone beebs. I forgot the whole Seunghyun incident in that moment, which is the reason for my confusion. Who is texting me? I look at my display and notice an unknown number texted me. In that moment I realize that this could probably be Seunghyun. I really need calm down now, otherwise I would completely freak out in public. 'CAALM DOWN NOW' I am telling myself and open the message.

" Hi.

It's Seunghyun, I just wanted you to have my number.

CU"

'IS HE KIDDING ME?!' What is this?! Why is he just writing "I just wanted you to have my number"?! This message was so unnecessary. I don't know what to reply now. But I know that this message made me really angry for no real reason.

I bet that Seungri or Jiyong or one of a boys wanted him to write this. 'What should I reply now?!' I think. I decide to answer:

"Hi.

That's great

CU"

Then he knows how I feel. His message made me happy but also aggressive. I mean how mean is he?! Why can't he write something like:

"Hi

I'ts Seunghun! I am glad to have your number now and can't wait for our first date.

I miss you

Seunghyun."

'Maybe because he doesn't even miss you!' A voice says inside my head.Ugh fuck that. I will send my reply now.

After pressing on the "send"-button I already regretted it. I really hope that he will reply now. I was as mean as he was and that could probably be a reason for him to not reply. I just hope that he will reply and I try to think about that as scant as possible. But I realized something in that moment. The fact that I got angry because of the way he wrote this message showed me that... that I really am in love with him.