Through the Haze

Part 3

"You know, Namjoon almost came to my birthday party last year, but he got sick at the last second." Lisa says. "For the last time, Lisa. We don't know for sure if Namjoon is my soul mate. Don't make any assumptions about anyone. It could be someone neither one of us has ever met." She rolls her eyes. "He's not a bad guy you know. He's actually the sweetest person you'll ever meet-"I put my hand up. "Don't make the man sound as if he's a dream. If it's someone else, I'll never be able to live with the disappointment. No guy can live up to someone else when you're best friend just made that someone else sound like a K-Pop idol." She grins. The realization hits me. "No..." she nods. "Oh, yea." "Why didn't you tell me?" I shriek, putting my head in my hands. "That's such a big step in Jimin's career!" Lisa shrugs. "Yea, well..." "So how many times was I several moments away from meeting Jimin's friends and it just didn't happen?" "Probably at quite a few time in the last three years." I huff. "Okay, you're infuriating, but at least you're trying to distract me from nearly having a panic attack." She laughs slightly and grabs me by the arm. "Let's go." She says, pulling me towards the door. "You need fresh air, so you can clear your head.

Once were outside, she starts texting someone on her phone, ignoring me for a moment. "Noona, come on! You drag me out here just to ignore me?" she puts her phone away in her back pocket. "I wasn't ignoring you. I was just making sure our arrangement with Jimin and Namjoon was still on for later." I roll my eyes. "You're salty attitude is not appreciated." She comments. "Well, if I didn't have someone trying to shape my fate and play artificial matchmaker constantly, than I wouldn't feel so surly." Form a distance, I see Jimin walking towards us with someone else. Lisa grabs my wrist, checking the timer strapped to my wrist. She squeals. "You're down to barely over a minute!" Jimin and the other person reach us. Jimin hugs Lisa. "Long time no see." He says sarcastically. She grins up at him and the look in her eyes in the same look that I have envied their relationship for, for the past three years. Jimin turns back to the tall blonde man he brought with him. "Namjoon, this is Lisa's best friend, Jisoo. Jisoo, this is Namjoon." My eyes meet his. My timer vibrates, signaling that it's run out of time. I watch as he glances down at his wrist, then looks up at me. He grins. "Hi." We say to each other, smiling.