Why me? | jungkook fanfiction

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Aeri's POV

Well, another shitty day. I wish I didn't wake up. I guess i gotta deal with this real world. Enough with the effin' drama. I got up of bed, walked to the bathroom, did my routine, ate breakfast, and walked off to work. As i was walking down the alleyway, a person suddenly bumped into me- yeah you might think this is some clichè shit- and yes you might be wrong or not wrong 😏 well let's see.
The person who bumped into me didn't even bother to say sorry or help me. I was furious because of the person's actions. I decided to confront him. "Hey you mister! Didn't your parents teach you to apologize to the person you hurt?!" I said. The man laughed like a psychopath. "I don't need to apologize to people who don't deserve it" he said as he continued to chuckle and walk away. I was confused and mad at the same time, yet only because of the same reason that man. I just walked away, knowing that arguing with that stupid man would only end up in nonsense.

Time skip

"Thank you! And please come again." I said. This job of being a cashier register at a coffee shop is quite boring you know? By 'quite' i mean REALLY boring. You need to act well, treat them well even though they don't do the same to you. You need to keep your cool in a job like this. 'Cling' the door opened. Indicating, there was someone who entered the shop. "Hello, good morning! How may i help you?" I said not raising my head to the person i was greeting, as i was busy with arranging the mugs at the counter. (I don't even know if that exists. Lmao.) "ehem" he cleared his throat. I looked up, and realized that i fcked up. It was the man whom i bumped into me in the alleyway. "Ah shit" i mumbled, and hoped he didn't hear. "Good morning sir! What can i get for you?" That was all the courage i mustered up, i realized that i was shaking in fear. "One american latte please." He said. "One american latte coming right up. Would that be all?" I said. "Yes." He answered. "Can i get your name sir?" I asked. "Jimin. Park Jimin" holy fck i almost lost my sanity. I remember that name. He was my bully. I tried to compose myself, and luckily i did. "your latte would be ready in 15 minutes please wait. Thank you." I said. He walked away and sat at a nearby table. I took a breath in sharply as i was making his latte. 15 minutes had passed, and here i am mustering all of my courage up to call him and say his drink is ready. I guess here we go? "M-mr. Park j-jimin? Your latte is ready sir" i said. Shit- i stuttered, i hope he has poor hearing. He stood up ready to claim his latte. I stood there shaking. My stupid brain suddenly reminisced the times where in he would beat me up after class, steal my money, ask me to do his homework, and yes if you're asking that if he has a group of friends. The name of their group was 'BTS' short for 'bangtan sonyeondan' they were the kingkas of our school. Back to the latte shit. "Thank you" he said and walked out of the shop. 'I guess the bitch does know how to say thank you.' I said to myself.

TO BE CONTINUED

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I know this chapter is boring as shit- but i'll make it up to you all. Hehe

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