"is this seat taken?"
i look up from my cell phone and take out my right earbud. the face looking down at me caught me off guard for a brief moment.
it couldn't be you, i thought to myself. you left for work almost an hour before me.
"hello?"
even his voice was similar. but i knew that it wasn't him.
"sorry,uh...no it's not taken."
as he sits down next to me, i can't help but steal a fee glances his way. the more i looked at him, the more differences i began to notice.
for one, his hair was black...
and he had a mole or birthmark placed at the top of his eyebrow — the left one to be exact.
he also had a small tattoo on his wrist, which was that of the sun and consisted of no color...
when he caught my stare, i immediately looked away from embarrassment.
"s-sorry..."
he softly chuckled, looking straight ahead.
"it's fine." he assured.
"you just look like someone i know." i explained to him.
"really?"
"yeah. his name is yuta."
"well i can assure you i'm not your friend." he replied. "the name's takuya, by the way."
as he left his hand out for me to shake, which i gladly accepted.
"taeyong"
