Seventeen Imagines III

#24 "Twelve and Thirty"

Coincidences. Have you ever meet someone through coincidence? Well, this is how our story will begin.

(Y/n) is not a simple girl. Basically, we shouldn't brand any girl as 'simple' because women are unique on their own way. Status? Education? Family background? It doesn't define anyone's colors. You is you. Anyway, although (Y/n)'s life isn't as extravagance as Angelina Jolie, as adventurous like Wendy and Peter Pan, or as sad as Rose and Jack, she's living a peaceful life working at her grandma's traditional guest house.

One morning, she sat at the corner and waited for her ice Americano. While waiting, she got her pen and wrote these on the money bill: "Lucky Money." Reason why she did that is... Hmmmm... well...she just wanted to because she was bored.

"Miss (Y/n)!"

"Coming!"

She gave the bill and got her Ice Americano with a smile.

Thirty minutes after, a man named "Dino" entered the café. He's wearing mask and black cap as he approached the counter. "One lemonade please," he ordered. He paid it with huge amount of bill so therefore the cashier gave his exchange.

"Oh?" Dino gasped when he saw a bill with 'Lucky Money' words written on it. "Cool," he commented. Dino put it inside his wallet and he decided not to spend it forever.

One week later, (Y/n) received a free blue balloon from a clown at the street. To take a rest from long walk, she sat on a bench. Again just because of boredom, she drew a smiling face on the balloon using a permanent marker (Why does she carries different pens in her bag?)

"(Y/n)!" someone called her from the back.

Surprised, (Y/n) accidentally let go of the balloon. "My balloon!"

It flew up the sky until it became a small dot. Few hours later...

"Did you buy a balloon?" Woozi chuckled to Dino.

"What?" Dino retorted in a way that he didn't expect what he just heard.

"When I went to your room, I saw a blue balloon," Woozi explained.

Laughing at this absurdness, Dino checked if it's true. Stepping inside, there's indeed a blue balloon inside his room! It seemed like it came from the opened window, Dino has left unclosed.

"What are you doing here?" he asked at the balloon with smiling face drew on it.

Saturday afternoon, (Y/n) came in a salon together with her friend.

"(Y/n) look at this," her friend suggested as she showed her a fashion magazine with a Kpop-group pictures as its cover. "Aren't they so handsome?"

(Y/n) glanced at the cover. There she saw the picture of 13 handsome boys. "Well, they are. Who are they?"

"Seventeen," her Carats friend introduced.

"Ahhhh. Why? Because they are 17?"

"No!" her friend breathed first before she continued, "They are called Seventeen because they have 13 members divided by 3 units: Performance team, hiphop team and Vocal team, but they are one team. So 13 plus 3 plus 1 equals SEVENTEEN!" She really held her breath until she finished her sentence.

Setting aside her friend's enthusiasm to recruit another person to their fandom, (Y/n) nodded her head apathetically. "I see."

"You don't like Kpop groups at all, right?" her friend questioned.