Chapter 11
The Secret Ingredient
{ Tuesday }
[ Lee Jinki’s POV ]
I wake up in the morning with sore eyes to accompany my heart. She’s gone. I repeated these words all night yet the meaning still hasn’t sunk through. She’s dead, Jinki. You will never see her again in this lifetime, you will never talk to her or hear her speak anywhere else than in your dream and memories. Lee Jinki, your sister is the past, today is the present. You must carry on to today without forgetting the past. Never forget. But live. It’s what she told you. Always live in the present. That’s why your eyes are in the front of your head, so you look forwards, not backwards.
[ Choi Minho’s POV ]
When I awake, I see her smiling eyes in my mind. Aigoo, this girl. I’ve been thinking about her for a whole day. I saw her in my mind right before I fell asleep. I guess I’m... attracted to her? I’m not used to these thoughts. Aishh, Choi Minho. She barely said two sentences to you and didn’t even wait for you to respond. You only saw her for a few seconds. You know nothing about her, she could be an entire freak and you wouldn’t know it. But I do know. I know she’s not a freak, the other side of my mind argues. That smile she gave me was genuine. I’m sure it was. And it was a cute smile. My mind goes back and forth for a while before I get frustrated and drag myself out of bed.
[ Kim Sun Shin’s POV ]
“Yah! Sun Shin! Over here~”
I see Minny sitting over at a bench. I grin as I jog over to her and plop down next to her.
“MINNYYY! I haven’t seen you in forever! How’s the shop going?”
“Good, more customers now and that’s not always a good thing because that means more work” She replies.
I laugh. “So hows life”?
“Eh. It’s okay. Did you hear that Lee Jinki’s little sister actually died?”
I choke on my spit. “She died?!”
“Yeah. Shame. She was a pretty girl. I saw her on tv with him once.”
Still choking, I wonder what Onew’s thinking right now. Minny pats my back.
“I’m surprised you know who Onew is! Your not usually interested in K-pop.” Minny says.
“Mmmh. I know a few boy groups here and there.” She’s dead??
“I feel really sorry for him.”
“Mmh. Me too,” I say, thinking.
“Yeah! Well I have to go. Gotta get back to my shop.” She exclaims, way too happily. We were on the topic of someone dying and here she is jumping up cheerfully. Her phone rings. Geez. What the hell is her ringtone.
“Yobseyo?”
She listens.
“Neh.”
She listens.
“Uhhh. Jing Young Min. Why?”
She listens.
“Uhh. Who are you? YOU KNOW THIS IS KIND OF CREEPY, WHOEVER YOU ARE.”
Quite like Minny. Her attitude to strangers. I don’t know you so you must be a creep.
“UHH. I DON’T EVEN KNOW YOU. WHY WOULD I MEET UP WITH YOU. YOU’RE PROBABLY LIKE A OR SOMETHING.”
Almost everyone around us turns to watch her. I sink down lower into my bench, pretending not to know her.
“YAH. DON’T CALL ME EVER AGAIN.”
She hangs up dramatically and flounces off towards her shop. I chuckle.
Yeh. So I'm going to Vegas for a week. July 21-28^^ Ehh. My mac still doesn't have internet so I'm on the desktop so I still might be slow to post for a while ;-;
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