The second try

CHAPTER EIGHT

Seunghyuns POV

She spotted me too. For a short moment, which seemed like 5 years, her eyes looked straight into mine. her glimpse turned into a shocked one and she looked away very quickly, washing the dirty dish nervously.

I am confused, because I did not expect her to react like that. Shall I go up to her and talk to her? Or would that be too intrusive? I dunno. I decide to drink my coffee and to try not to think about her that much, which is kinda impossible.

I used to worry about everything very much. I always thought about what other people would think about me and I always wanted to know whether they were like that too. I worried about everything. I worried about what would happen, if I did certain things. I got so nervous before every gig and every concert I had, which weren't just a few, and I always stepped on stage, my legs shaking as fuck, so that I thaught I will fall down. It was a fluttering feeling, like thousands of butterflies were in my stomach, trying to escape and making me feel extremely uncomfortable and nervous.

That was exactly the way I felt now. I wasn't on stage or in a big crowd, the reason for the clumsy fluttering feeling was (Y/N). And the fact that I did not know how to react. Shall I go up to her and talk to her or just sit here, wait for her to come? Sometimes I hate my uncertainty.

I decide to say at least hey. Otherwise it could seem like I wouln't want to talk to her. Which was the complete opposite of the things I wanted.

I  stand up, grab my coffee mug and walk up to her, noticing all the eyes watching me. This is a big disadvantage of being famous. I am glad that the coffee shop wasn't that full today. She stands behind the counter, her backside leans at  the coffee machine and she stares at her phone.

"Hey! Can I interrupt you for a minute?" I ask and she lifts her head immediately.

"Sure!" She replies and looks a little bit confused. "What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to drink a coffee, but I didn't know that you work here! Such a great coincidence!" I reply.

"I have got break now. If you want you can come into the private area. I don't feel very comfortable with all those people watching us."

She was right. I didn't even notice, because I concentrated so much on her. Everybody seriously EVERYBODY was watching us.

"Oh yea sure! This is probably the best." I say and have to smile, because it is already normal for me that everybody watches me, but (Y/N) feels extremely observed.

She walks up to her colleague and tells her that she will have her break now. Yuna - that was her name - nods, gives her a very strong glimpse and giggles. She says something to her, but I can't hear what she exactly says. It must've been something very ridiculous, because (Y/N) starts to laughs scandalized and slaps her in a friendly way.

She turns around and walks up to me. "Let's go."

The so called "private area" was a very small room with a table, a washbasin and some chairs. But it didn't seem cold and unlikely too. The whole walls were full of posters, photos and little quotes.

"It's small, but nice here!" I say to break the awkward silence.

"Yes it is. Yuna, my colleague, furnished it  and most of the pics are good old memories." She pointed at one photo. "This was me and her went to dreamland. It was so fun! I wish I could go there once again." She turns around and points on another pic: "And this is me and her baking the birthday cake for her mom. Yuna is one of the most important humans in my world. We know us since elementary school and our condition to work here was, that both of us can work here. We both applied for the same job."

I don't know how long we talked, but it was definitely much longer that her actual break. She showed me every picture and poster, tells me the story to it and I just loved listening to her. She is so open! I would never talk about such private things to a , kind of, stranger. But it was so fun and I learned so much about her! I wonder why nobody came in and told her to continue working. Yuna probably worked her stratum so that we can talk, which would be extremely nice!

We came to the conclusion that we both will go to dreamland together, because I never visited it before and she wants to go there so badly! I can't wait. She will ask her chef for one week vacation. It's so nice to talk to her, because she is so natural and innocent. and she kinda is like me. She has got a very serious and honest side, but is very crazy too. She is just perfect. And every minute I spend with her confirms it.

I leave the shop and can't stop thinking about the most wonderful weekend in my life. I will go to Dreamland with such an amazing girl. It will be such a wonderful experience.