FOREWORD

Munyi rolled her eyes once again and stared at the watch on her wrist. It had been exactly 34 minutes since she had arrived at the restaurant and still no sign of her so called ‘date’ appearing. Her father started this whole mix match date thing for her. Why? It started when her first ever boyfriend, who lasted 3 years with her, ended up breaking up with her. It hit her hard, as she avoided relationships and became cold. Her father was afraid she’ll never end up married if she kept this up. He did this for the sake of her future.

“Miss Munyi would you like something to order?” the waitress asked stopping by her table. “You have been sitting here for at least half an hour.”

“Actually,” Munyi reached her hand out. “Can I see your pen?”

The waitress tilted her head, but did as told. Munyi grabbed the pen and the nearby napkin on the table. She quickly wrote down something and handed the pen back to the waitress along with the napkin.

“When this Mr. Yoongi arrives, please give this to him,” she smiled and stood up. Munyi grabbed her bag and was about to bid good bye but stopped.

“Do you guys do takeouts?” she asked. The waitress nodded her head.

“Good I would like to order some please,” Munyi smiled and was guided towards the front of the restaurant. After ordering and receiving her food, she smiled at them.

“Mr. Yoongi texted me that he’ll be late. He said he’ll pay for these when he arrives.”

The cashier nodded and bid goodbye to Munyi. She turned and headed out the door.

“I don’t think he minds paying for these,” she brightly smiled and reached in her bag for her car keys. She entered and as she drove off, a car came and parked in her spot. The slim figured man rushed himself out of the driver’s seat and locked his car. He sped into the restaurant and asked for the reserved table. A waiter took him there and to his surprise the girl wasn’t there. He was wondering if she left, or she hadn’t shown up yet. The same waitress from earlier walked by and notice the man at the table. She walked up to him.

“You must be Mr. Yoongi?” the waitress asked. The man looked at the waitress and did a slight nod. She pulled out the napkin from her pocket and handed it towards him. He tilted his head and grabbed it.

“The miss who was here earlier left this for you,” the waitress said. Yoongi opened up the napkin and read the little note.

You are by far the worst guy I’ve been set up with.

When there’s a time set for a stupid blind date like this, don’t keep me waiting.

If I said anything to offend you in anyway, I meant it.

-KMY

Yoongi scoffed and couldn’t believe what he read.

“Who does this girl think she is?” he mumbled and crumbled the napkin. “It wasn’t my fault that my music club had an urgent meeting. I swear girls these days are so impatient.”

He threw the napkin on the table and turned but was stopped by the waitress.

“Sir, the miss said you’ll be paying for her takeout,” she said. Yoongi stopped and turned around, “She what?”

“The miss ordered some takeout and told us you’ll be paying,” she repeated again. Yoongi shook his head, "I never told her I was going to pay."

"We are sorry, but you can't leave until you pay then," she added. Yoongi's head was about to burst. He nodded and the waitress guided him towards the cashier.

“How much was it?” he asked the cashier.

“556,367₩ ($524),” the cashier replied as he looked through the order.

“556,367₩?!” Yoongi’s voice cracked.

“Yes sir,” the cashier flinched and slightly nodded.

“What did she order? A whole city of food?” he complained and raged. The cashier shook his head and read off her order.

“Forget it,” Yoongi said while cursing in his head as he pulled out his wallet and his credit card. After paying he put his wallet back.

“Who is this miss?” he asked.

“In the reservation, it says that the miss is Kim Munyi,” the cashier replied. Yoongi put on a slight smirk and thanked the cashier. He turned and walked out of the restaurant and entered his car.

“Kim Munyi,” he repeated her name. “I’m coming after you."