Sania's P.O.V-
After two days, when I was busy working on MacBook my phone rang. ‘Everyone can call me for creating a disturbance when I’m working but no one has time for hanging out with me in free time. I hate this place. Ugh!’ I slammed my desk and picked the phone without seeing the number. ‘Hello, is it Sania Firdosh?’ the voice came from the other side. I felt as if I’ve heard this countertenor before but I couldn’t recognize. The wrong pronunciation of my surname was enough to tell me that some Korean brat is speaking from the other side. ‘Yes, it’s me. Who are you?’ I asked. ‘I’m that guy who you met two days ago in the café. ‘Oh, that guy with brown hair.’ I remembered how I yelled at that waitress when she exchanged our orders. Poor she, I was having a rough day otherwise I’d never yell.
‘My hair color is pink now but yeah I’m that guy to whom you gave your card that day.’ He uttered.
‘Oh okay… So why you called me?’ I asked dumbly, forgetting the fact that I was the one who forcefully handed my card to him.
‘Randomly… you told me to text you but I hate texting so I called.’ His innocent words made me laugh.
‘Yrr kitne bhole hote ye Koreans.’ I said as if we Indians all worldly.
‘What do you mean? Am I disturbing you?’
‘No, not at all. Let’s meet at that café again if you are free.’ I forgot that I have work to do.
‘Okay…’ He replied.
He texted me the time.
I wore my best outfit. Stared me in the mirror for half an hour.
I was so happy and excited for my first rendezvous with someone in South Korea.
To be continued..
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Our Lyrical Love
FanfictionSania was leading her new work-life in Seoul. Her company was well paying but a s her first month in South Korea ends, soon ends her joy which she used to have in her solitude. No friends to hang out with, no boyfriend to have fun with. South Korea...
