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003 - hjs

i seriously don't know what i'm doing. like dang, i went easy on that user. i don't even know if that picture he sent was him.

but i will confirm when he sends me a video of him, or maybe what he'll send is an edited video and he's not the one dancing?

my phone suddenly rang so i turned off my laptop and answered it.

“dude, where are you? it's almost 6:30. you're late.” seungmin spoke.

SHIT. I'M DEAD.

“yeah i'm coming.” but i'm really not even ready yet.

i hurriedly washed my face and wore decent clothes i can find on my closet. i just need body spray and i'm good to go.

when i arrived there, i checked my wrist watch and it's already 6:45 PM. my rapping is fast but when i get ready, i'm slower than a snail.

“han jisung, it's 3 times this week. final warning.”

the manager greeted me with a stern look and a warning. wow it's three times already? i didn't even know i was late two times.

“bro, what were you doing?” seungmin asked once our manager was out of sight.

“uh, i was writing a random song.” i hesistantly said.

he didn't answer me, instead he tapped my shoulder and pointed at the costumer in front of me.

“welcome to café blue. what can i get you for today?” without looking at the costumer, i took a paper and pen to write his order.

“one latte macchiato and a cappucino.”

i wrote down his order and gave it to seungmin and proceeded to help him with the drinks.

after a while, they're ready to serve. the only problem is, to whom? i didn't pay attention to the costumer because i don't care.

“seungs, do you know which table?” i asked.

he looked at me with confusion. “what? you don't know who ordered?” i nodded.

“that guy wearing a jacket with his friend who has a blonde hair.” he pointed at the table near the window.

i murmured my thanks and went to the table.

“here's the latte macchiato and cappucino.”

the awkward part is that they stopped their chitchat when i arrived. i'm sorry, i'll be real quick.

“thanks.” he placed the payment near my hands so our hands kinda like, touched for 00.1 seconds.

an unusual feeling hit me. i was weirded out so i quickly grabbed the money and went back to the cashier's station. i took a glance of this face and he's somewhat familiar like i've seen him before. except with glasses on.