the deafening thunder blends with the sound of heavy rain that soaks the earth since morning. bone-chilling cold made many people wrap their bodies around with blanket, making sleepiness that was initially absent came straight in. the sun was reluctant to show itself, making the seoul sky that afternoon dark. the streets were quiet, only a few cars passed by. some people ventured out of the house using umbrellas despite the continuous rain which showed no sign of stopping.
bangchan sat facing the window of the cafe he's in, one hand into the pocket of his jacket. he sipped the coffee he had just ordered slowly, noting how dark the seoul sky was that afternoon. accompanied by lightning that often illuminates the sky many times for less than one second. his fingers rose, touching the window which soaked in rain from the outside. when he began to feel the chill running down his fingers, he pulled them back. he was trying to enjoy the view from outside the window when his activities were disturbed by a sound. when he turned, a man was standing in the cafe's doorway. his hair was a mess and absolutely wet, seems like the man didn't bring his umbrella.
bangchan could see the man was upset while he was trying to find a place for himself to sit. fortunately, there were only a few people who came to the cafe that afternoon. it's obvious, people must be reluctant to leave their houses.
bangchan continued to pay attention to the man, this time he was sitting. the man then took out a handkerchief, trying to dry the drawing equipment he had brought to the cafe. bangchan observed that the sketchbook was very wet, but still could be saved.
when the unknown man looked up, he realized that bangchan had been watching him since. the man gave bangchan a short nod when he panicked because he had been caught watching someone who was completely unknown to him.
this is so embarrassing, bangchan thought to himself.
bangchan then continued his activities: writing song lyrics, while occasionally sipping his coffee.
he didn't realize that two hours had passed, the rain had begun to subside. when he was about to stretch his arms, a small piece of paper was placed on top of his notebook. bangchan looked up, and he found the unknown man in front of him.
the person didn't say anything, he just gave bangchan a small smile, then walked away.
when the man came out of the cafe, bangchan raised an eyebrow in confusion. his attention then glued to the small piece of paper he had just gotten, and his eyes widened.
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