I walked out of the place I was staying at. Ahjumma was nice enough to let me stay there for a bit before I found my own place. Of course she'd charge me per day but, you know, whatever. 

As I reached the gates, I put on my mask. Hehe, it was a pink one, hehe. I walked off. I needed a job. No, I will not go back to being an Idol. As fun as it is, if I'd just be going back to those group-mates of mine then NO THANK YOU. 

I needed a stable job. But I also need it to be invisible. I don't want to attract unwanted attention. Once a sasaeng fan or some other friend of mine sees me, they'll recognize me. I mean, I just cut my hair. I didn't go through plastic surgery like my group-mates. Hell, no knife will touch this face of mine in, like, ever!

I browsed the town usually stopping to read at some "Help Wanted" sign. Some are waiters in bars, dirty dancers *pukes*, waiters in maid-cafes, and the like. Oh. My. Goodness *sigh*. The people here *shakes head*.

I started to wander off completely forgetting my original purpose. I looked at their structures. Their buildings were obviously old. Not the bad kind of old, the good one. It was amazing how these architectures still stand today. The culture of this place is amazing, too. How the people work together to survive each day. They even give their neighbors the food they prepared for the family. It's as if they treat each other, friend or enemy, family. Unlike in the music industry. Once your an enemy, it's an all out music battle. Who gets the most money wins. Nobody ever won if it's SooMan they're against. Well, *scoffs* of course. His Idols are born to be Idols. He doesn't just pick someone off the road, he picks someone who was born to do the job. The Idols were already good before they even step foot in the SM building. He just tweaks their appearance and tire them by, simply, making them practice everyday from 8:00 a.m. to 8:00 p.m. I'm not complaining though. Unlike some of the little bishes in our company, I actually like the trainings. Yes, I get sweaty (and it's gross) but that just means that I worked hard that day. I might get stinky, yes, but everybody does, right? Okay, u don't sweat? U weird. And in the end, my efforts pay off. I make a great song, and I dance with my members. I did my job well and that's what motivates me to keep going. 

I kept on walking till I come across a small cafe. I couldn't help but notice the small, "Help Wanted" sign in the corner of their door. I stared at the store. This looks decent enough to be my new employer *nods*. I took the sign and went off inside the store. 

As I went inside, I took off my pink mask and smelled the aroma of the coffee. I followed the scent and was led to the counter. I was greeted by this old couple. I don't even think they heard me come in. They were next to each other, holding hands, sleeping. The old lady's head was leaning against the old man's shoulder and his head was resting on top of hers. It was cute, actually. I wonder if I'll ever grow old with someone *sigh*. If I'll ever grow old with someone, I want it to be with JongIn. But I guess that wouldn't be able to happen anymore, would it?

"Excuse me, Ahjumma, Ahjussi." I called. The old lady woke up and looked at me. She had a beautiful smile. I wonder if boys lined up for this girl back in her days....

"Aigoo, I'm sorry for making you wait, my dear. What can I get you today?" She asked as she stood up after raising his husband's head and making it lean against the chair. 

"It's alright, Ahjumma. But, I saw this sign outside. Are you still accepting?" I asked. I may be a bit arrogant but I'm not impolite. 

"Well, yes, we're still hiring. Would you like to take the job?" She asked. Wow. No resumes, no interviews. 

"If I could then, yes." I said. Then she lit up. 

"Thank you. When can you start?" She asked with the smile on her face. It looks as if the weight of the world has been removed from her shoulders. 

"I can start today, ma`am." I said with a smile. She clapped her hands and woke her husband up. He stirred but then woke up. 

She tapped the back of his hand and hooked her arms with his. Such a sweet couple *squeels*. "Oh, darling. Look at this wonderful lady. She's going to be our barista." She said and her husband just smiled at her giddiness. 

"Thank you so much, dear." He addressed to me. "Our customers have been complaining that we were taking a long time in preparing the coffee. But I presume that it won't be a problem anymore." He said with his smile. 

"I assure you. But I must warn you, I have no background in being a barista." I answered. Yep, I have no background in being a barista. I have a background "acting" like a barista in one of our music videos but I never really designed that coffee I made. I was taught. 

"It won't be a problem, dearie. I will be happy to teach you everything you need to know." The old lady said. 

They gave me a uniform. Unlike in the maid cafes, it's not entirely "maid-y". It was but not that much. I had a simple brown blouse and skirt that went up exactly before my knees. I had a brown visor. Surprisingly, the uniform matched me. I looked in the mirror and saw me. Shinae, me, was finally normal again. Not famous. Not getting stressed by my schedules. I was normal. 

"Oh my, you look so pretty, dear. The uniform matches you and your short hair. And the color makes your skin light up." The old lady said as she put her hands on my shoulder. These people really rubbed off on me. They're like my own grandparents. "You're boyfriend is so lucky to have you." The statement which caught me off guard. 

Was he? Was he really lucky to have someone as stubborn as me? As noisy? As random? Was he lucky that his girlfriend ran away and he was mis-informed of her being kidnapped? I don't think so. I just gave out a small, forced laugh. 

"What's wrong? This kind of beauty must have someone in her life, right?" She said. I couldn't help but give a disappointed smile. 

"I have. Then, some complications happened." I said disappointingly. She just laughed it off. Wut? Lady, why laugh at my despair? 

"Honey, if you two were really meant to be, fate would bring you together one way or another." She said. Oh, so that's why she laughed (-___-). "You'd both find each other, one way or another." She added and looked at me with sincere eyes.

"You think so?" I asked. I didn't choose to believe her. If we were really going to end up together, we'd still be together today. Well, technically, we still are since we didn't break up. But I still didn't believe her. 

"I know so." She said with a look that made me believe everything she just said. 

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Yaaaaaaay for old lady!! :D. I shall do a double update today because YOLO =))). But next chappie shall be in Kai's P.O.V. ohkai? :D. I wanna include Kai's awkward self, mehehehe xD. And I wanna include Kai's reaction when he sees the text that Shinae sent :D

 I didn't want Shinae to use Kai's stage name...which is Kai...whenever she mentioned him. I want them to look like the couple who are so ultimately close in real life :D

SPOILER: KAI KNOWS