Hard working days are so tiring...
I come home at 11pm. I'm working in the coffee house as a barista. Actually, I hate coffee, but I'm still working there. I don't know why, maybe because it became my favorite place and there are so many memories.
Every time I ask myself the question: aren't you tired? what are you hoping for?
I know that it's over. My dream won't come true.
My life has changed after one incident. I do not recognize myself and still don't believe that this happened to me.
My name is Jungkook, I'm twenty years old and I want to share with you the story that happened to me.
It all started on a simple Monday morning. I woke up because of sunrise that shined right on my face, I took my phone and looked at the time. Shit! I'm late! Again... ah okay. I jumped off a bad and went to bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face, put up my black pants an black hoodie as always. All I could take was half of a sandwich. I took my bag and went to work, eating up the remaining sandwich along the way.
The day at work was similar as others, I though, before that moment. Before I saw him.
He is perfect. Brown hair that almost covers his eyes, a neat nose. He is slim and beautiful, his lips and smile ... they are incredible .. eyelashes, long and beautiful and most importantly — eyes ... they seem to reflect the universe, I think I'm drowning in them completely.
I even don't know how long I was looking into his eyes, but it felt like eternity. I was hypnotized.
- Erm.. excuse me..? - his voice got me out of trance. Low and such a pleasant voice.
- Oh, s-sorry, i was...just..erm..yes. - God, I wish I were silent. Damn, stupid ram! I couldn't even connect two words.
- One Latte, please. - his voice is driving me crazy.
- Your order will be ready in 5 minutes. - I said, and he nodded and sat at a table.
Oh, Jesus, my heart is beating so fast that it seems about to jump out of my chest. Why am I such nervous? I've never felt something like that.
I started doing his latte. Thoughts about him didn't wanted to go out of my head. He took a sketchbook out of his bag and it seemed like he started drawing something. I couldn't see what it was. He looked awesome.
Latte is ready. I took it and brought to him.
- Here's you're latte, enjoy! - I put his order on the table and smiled at him. He looked me in my eyes and at that moment I lost control of myself, as if I had ceased to understand where I am. Is it all a dream or reality?
- Thank you. - he said and smiled back. I stood there for another ten seconds and finally came to my senses and continued to work.
I didn't notice how he left, but I saw a little sheet of paper on his table when I was cleaning it. I took it and saw there a phone number and the inscription - "call me if you ever want to talk or just hang out."
I was thinking about him all day. Now I'm lying in bed catching in hands my phone and his number thinking of should I call him or no...
I decided to call. The phone number has already been dialed, all that remains is to press the button. I'm so nervous. I did it. Beeps...My heart beats so fast, hands are shaking and palms sweating.
