Namjoon's POV
"One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten!" She was counting.
I was a little confused by that.
"Those guys were yours right?" She asked me spotting at some guys whom she said were looking at us from the start of our cycling adventure up to now.
She looked at their directions and simply glanced at those guys.
She noticed them, and they were actually looking like our security which I just also noticed right now but only 6 of them were familiar to me, the other four were not.
Maybe PDnim sent a lot more because I was with her, I thought in mind.
I nodded in shock because of her alertness of the surroundings. She's amazing me.
"How did you notice?" I asked her curiously.
"Well, it's just some kind of talent! "She said coolie while looking at the river right now.
I chuckled at her confidence.
"You're a keen observer. Daebak!" I told her as I see a smile slipped in her lips.
"I know!" She agreed to what I told her.
That both made us chuckled.
Our food arrived. I ordered Korean style fried chicken and jajangmyeon and some sodas.
"Wow!" She exclaimed looking at the chicken. "This is a lot!" She added.
"Yeah! You need it so you'll grow faster," I joked at her.
She gave me another death glare.
"Let's eat!" I excitedly told her.
I mixed her noodles then gave it to her.
"Thank you!" She said shyly bowing at me.
I smiled at her.
"Thank you for the food," she excitedly said bowing again to me before eating her noodles.
*slurp
"Waaaahh! So good!" She said slurping at her noodles. Her way of eating was so good. It makes me feel full.
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Saving Mr. Popular
FanfictionDestiny. Do you even believe in it? If I will, will I end up being happy? Or will I end up being in pain? Who knows right? Love is a risk. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Love is a sacrifice. Yes, a great sacrifice.
