july 22, sunday [12:03pm]
unknown: hey
me: who is this?
unknown: i know we broke up and all but not having me saved in your contacts is a little harsh
me: oh it's you
me: can i help you
exhole: oh come on you can be a little more friendly than that
me: and why is that
exhole: i miss you
me: hahahahahahahahah
me: hahahahahahh
me: bye
exhole: i'm trying to be nice and you're being a bitch
me: you say that like it's a bad thing
exhole: it's because of that guy you're seeing isn't it
exhole: he never even shows his face
me: and that is none of your business
me: okay you're wasting my time bye
exhole: more like the other way around i'm looking out for you
[12:19pm]
me: hey where are you
ryeowon: at work why
me: are you busy
ryeowon: no there's not much people and i'll be on break in twenty min
me: alright i'm going to be there
me: can you make me an iced caramel macchiato for when i get there
ryeowon: anything for you your majesty
ryeowon: you still have to pay
me: yeah i know
•miyeon's point of view•
the bells on the door handle jingled, signalling my arrival into the coffee shop. my eyes scanned the café looking for ryeowon, but when i couldn't find her i approached the counter to a young man behind the cashier who i recognized from past visits.
"hello, what would you like to order?" he smiled as he asked for my order.
"i was actually wondering if ryeowon was here," i said as i looked behind the counters as well.
"she's on break right now in the back," he informed, pointing his thumb to the back room of the café. "would you like me to tell her you're here?"
"yes please," i replied, giving him a grin in thanks.
as the man walked into the back room i found myself a seat hear the windows before seeing my best friend coming to me with the drink i asked for in her hands. after setting the drink in front of me, she took a seat across from me.
"what made you come? it usually takes you a lot of convincing to go out," she said as she leaned back into her chair.
"no 'hello, i'm so happy to see you, best friend'?" i asked sarcastically before taking a sip of my drink.
"oh i'm sorry let me retry." she stood up and sat back down before playing along. "oh my, miyeon! girl, i haven't seen you in forever!"
"ah it's not funny anymore." i waved my hand dismissively, leaning further back into my chair as i took more sips.
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Fanfiction;a dance majoring university student and a world wide famous idol who were old high school classmates meet again with a slip of a phone number. the small reunion leads to endless conversations through messages. ongoing • • • ❨i'm just starting this...
