yeisha fiddled with her fingers as she keep turning her head on the sides, checking if there's a sign of han jisung around. she tapped her fingers and exhaled loudly, becoming nervous.
my bias..is coming..to see me.
she doesn't know whether to feel excited or not. she wanted to run away and get out of the cafe as fast as possible so that she wouldn't see her ultimate bias. but a part of her wants to stay and meet her bias.
fuck my biased-self.
she curses mentally, playing with her fingers. she began to overthink things which causes her to stare outside the glasswalls of the cafe and zone out of her mind.
what if someone see us? his career might get affected or something.
what it fanboy is only pranking me?
what if han jisung is not really fanboy?
what if we kiss-- i mean, ahem.
yeisha felt a tap on her shoulder that made her slightly jump on her seat. she turned around to see a man in black, the half of his face was covered with a black face mask and he was wearing a black cap.
"is there something wrong, sir?" she politely asked, the man infront of her chuckled as an another man peeked behind the masked man's back.
yeisha's eyes widened as she can see lee minho peeking from behind the man, no face mask. she abruptly stood up, hitting her knee on the table in the process.
"shi--" she immediately leaned down and massaged the part where she had hit on the table.
"are you okay?" the man pulled his mask down, revealing a small and slightly plump lips.
yeisha froze on the spot as she heard that familiar voice. she slowly lifted her face up to see the man taking off his cap, his blue hair seemed shining.
"han..jisung."
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fangirl | han jisung
Fanfiction"sorry but you're not my bias anymore, han jisung." a straykids' han jisung fanfiction. at first, this'll be a chatfic/text fic, like that one from the instagram dms thingy. but as the story progress, i'll be writing this on third or first person. d...
