𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙮

I

stranger

y/n walks through the congested streets of seoul, with her suitcase in hand. the fresh spring breeze hits her soft skin. she stares at the windows of the shops around her. smiling, y/n walks into a coffee shop. perusing the menu, she orders . "can I get a small black tea?"

after paying for her drink she walks back outside. while looking through a clothing shop's window, y/n doesn't notice where she is walking.

suddenly, collision happens between her and someone else. y/n's black tea spills over her. "fu- i'm sorry." she apologizes before anything else is said. her brown shoulder length hair covers her face.

"i should be the one saying sorry." the person laughs. pushing her hair behind her ears she notices a guy standing in front of her.

his hair is obviously dyed, and a boxy smile is plastered on his face. y/n stutters. "u-um-" she is left speechless, from his ethereal beauty. he stares at her with his narrow, uneven eyes.

this handsome stranger stands up and dusts himself off. he flashes a smile towards her and sticks his hand out to help her up. "i'm truly sorry." y/n takes a deep breath, "it's my fault i wasn't paying any attention to where I was going." she tries to avoid eye contact.

she collects all her things a from the floor and grabs his hand. "thank you," she says. y/n adjusts her backpack on her shoulder. "do you want me to help you carry that stuff?" the stranger asks. she shakes her head, "no, i got it. thanks for offering though." he nods.

rubbing the back of his neck he says, "well... as an apology can i take you out to lunch someday." y/n nervously laughs, "you don't have to do that. it's really not your fault. i'd just be wasting your time." he chuckles, "no. just let me do this nice thing."

y/n decides to give in a let him do this for her. "if you insist." once again, he smiles, "good." she smiles back, "well i should be going."

y/n passes him, but suddenly hears the stranger yell out, "wait!" she turns around. "huh?" the girl is left confused. "i forgot to introduced myself." she turns around to face him. "i'm kim taehyung," he says, sticking out his hand for her to shake. "i'm y/n." she shakes his hand, he smiles. "well it's nice to meet you."

before y/n could walk away, kim taehyung grabs her wrist, "can i have your phone number?" he hands her his phone open to contacts. Baby? reads one of the contacts.

hesitantly she adds her number and puts it under "y/n" when she returns it, he smiles while reading it. "well i gotta go," she quickly says before he could stop her, again. "bye y/n!" she hears him say while waving. awkwardly, she waves back.

welp...