Jeon Jungkook only wants one apology.

"Maybe the love in us fade."

It’s happened like all the love stories made up to. It took place at the vintage coffee shop and it was crowded. That morning was hectic and people were rushed to their workplace, school or doing groceries at the supermarket beside it. Between those people, there were two people; a boy and a girl. The girl was a klutz and the boy was firm. The flowery scenes popped out at the background with pinkish orange hue contrasting around the couple. The girl fell and the boy helped.

“Sorry,” she crouched down, shuffling all the papers strewn on the floor.

“No, it’s my fault too.” The boy followed the girl. “I’m sorry too.”

It took more than mere seconds for eyes to meet the eyes. And their hearts beat to each other, too rapid until they felt suffocated and clammy.

The last paper was between their feet and the girl reached two seconds faster than the boy and their fingers touched each other. The electric flowed in the touch.

They stuttered, awkwardly the boy pulled out his hand from the girl and she said a faint ‘Thanks!’ at him before padding faster to the other side of the café.

It’s happened like that. Every love stories do.