Mia here. Not MIA, Mia. And here's my story about the guy I found cute and tried numerous times to talk to finally talking to me. You'll be in for a ride with my best friends HImchan, Junhong and Jaz. There's the boy Daehyun too. And a couple of other unnescessary people coming along our way.

Subtly taking the hint as the device buzzed against my , I pulled out my phone to see what he’s playing at.
“Need a ride?” - Daehyun.

“Depends. Where are you headed?” – Mia.

“Towards town.” – Daehyun.

“Can you make a stop at the bus stop?” – Mia.

“Depends. Where are you headed?” – Daehyun.

Biting back a smile I typed my reply.

“Touche. I’ll take a bus towards Northland.” – Mia.

“Sounds like a plan. You sure your boyfriend won’t mind?” – Daehyun.

“He won’t mind. He doesn’t exist.” – Mia.

“Yongguk’s a nice guy, don’t do that to him.” – Daehyun.

“I found out he’s not gay around ten minutes ago.” – Mia. I had to laugh this guy’s adorable.

“Then what are you waiting for lol” – Daehyun

Is this guy serious? Quickly running down the steps to enter his car, I was greeted with a slight smile with soft greetings. A towel passed to me in silence to dry myself was all the interaction I got before he sat back, pulling away from the kerb onto the road. “Thank you for offering the ride Daehyun.”

“Don’t worry about it, it’s the least I can do for your help today” he replied.

“Oh. Like I said, don’t mention it. I’m not the give-and –take type.” I brushed the topic off.

“I didn’t think you’d be so lenient.” He turned to face the front, a side profile like his

“You have a lot to learn about me. Good things take time” my body and voice became lax against the heated seats.

He failed to bite back his grin as plush lips spread into a smile, clearing his throat before pulling a straight face again. “I apologise for thinking you and Yongguk were dating. Both of you seemed very close though.”

“He’s like an older brother to me. It’s hard to believe him and Himchan are the same age.”

“I know right. They’re great guys but they’re worlds apart.” Breathing through his teeth as someone dangerously intercepted him, the calm driver sighed. “And it’s only the start of the traffic.”

“You’ve got a lot of patience to be driving around in this weather.” I commented as grey raindrops rolled down the window.

“I’m not a patient guy, but I’ve got company so it’s alright.” he drummed long fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the song on the radio.