If only his roommate didn’t ask him to watch The Nation’s soccer game last night, he wouldn’t have rushed through hallway to go to his class. He cursed under his breath as he steps barely strong enough to get the sixth floor. He mentally made a not to make sure his roommate will pay his dinner tonight

He arrived five minutes before the lecturer come. He silently praised himself for his running ability that always helps him in this situation. He took out his books as the lecturer start to write History of Music on the board. Suddenly, a piece of paper landed in front of him

Yah, wanna skip afternoon class and grab some lunch later? - Woozi

He looked over his shoulder to a man with pastel pink hair color who sat two rows behind. That man make an eating gesture with his hand and mouthing something he can’t understand. He ripped a page from his notebook and write down a reply and threw it back to him

Sure! A cafe near campus, is that okay?

The pink hair man put up both of his thumb, eyes filled with excitement and they continue their lesson

 

Two hours later both of them made their way outside heading to the café. Ignoring unstoppable vibration coming from their cellphone. It’s probably just their classmate reminding them that class has started or they need their brain to do pop quiz

“Why do you want to skip class so suddenly? It’s not like the usual diligent Woozi.”

“No reason,” Woozi answered, his head was down, “I just don’t feel like to study today,”

“Woah?! Are you for real?” The other faked a gasp, “Are you really Woozi?” he started to mess up the latter’s hair and laugh like a maniac

“Yah, Seungcheol hyung,” he chuckled, “I need some rest too. Besides, physics is useless. Why would we need measure speed limit of a car to write a song?”

“You could say that easily when you have an Einstein brain,” Seuncheol sighed, “but me? It’s a miracle to get in the music major”

“What are you talking about? You could go to medical school with your brain. Stop being so insecure, you’ll find a way to pass this semester.” Woozi gave him his famous fighting hand gesture

“Really? You think so?” Seungcheol asked. Woozi nodded his head confidently, “Alright! If you said it like that, it’s my treat then!” Seungcheol announced as he put his arm around the latter’s shoulder

“For real?!” Woozi gasped, “But, why you suddenly want to go to the café? I thought you didn’t drink coffee?”

“It was because Kwon Soonyoung, that bastard made me watch The Nation’s game for three days straight and I need something to keep up my eyes open. Besides, I recently found out that this café has the best coffee in town.” Seungcheol’s smile grew widely as they getting closer to the café. He is so excited to have his second coffee in his life. He really never had a coffee in his life until yesterday

It was out of his will to drink the bitter taste, he never had any intend to stop by the café that morning. But his eyes barely open while he was walking and he just worried he would sleep during class

But he never regretting it, he was thankful for that decision. Who knew a cup of coffee could make his eyes felt like it was about to fall off and make his heart beat uncontrollable for a day, also made him couldn’t sleep at all. He was really thankful

 

 

Jeonghan took off his apron and took his jacket and belongings from the locker. He took another look on the mirror and tie his long blonde hair into a low ponytail, “Mingyu-ya, how do I look?” he asked still turning his body in front of the mirror

“You look okay, hyung. Are you going on a date?”

Jeonghan hit him pretty hard on the shoulder, “What date? I’m going to class and I still have Jisoo, I wouldn’t do that”

Mingyu just smiled cheekily. He found it amusing to tease his hyung, “I know, I know. I was joking. You look okay, hyung. No wonder why Jisoo hyung fell hard for you.”

“Yah!” Jeonghan hit him again, this time his face was blushed from being shy, “I’m leaving now. Do your job well,” he said as he took his text books and walked out the kitchen

“I was kidding hyung!” Mingyu yelled again. Suddenly he heard loud crash from outside before he could tie his apron properly. He quickly run out to check if it was Jeonghan or a costumer break a glass, “Hyung!” He jumped over the counter to Jeonghan who sat on the floor rubbing his but with someone in front of him in the same position, “Hyung, you okay?” He asked as he helped Jeonghan to stand up

Jeonghan nodded his head, “I’m okay,” he grumbled. Mingyu wasn’t take that seriously because he knew Jeonghan has weak physical. He might look all strong and though when the truth is Jeonghan could fell off just one sway of wind

“I’m sorry, I didn’t see you coming,” someone spoke, Mingyu just realized that Jeonghan bumped into someone pretty hard and he hasn’t seen his face

“It’s okay,” Jeonghan said again, “It wasn’t your fault at all, I was the one who running around,” Jeonghan squat down to gather all of his book. The stranger follow him because some of his stuff fell off from his bag

“Hyung, you should’ve be more careful.” A small man with pink hair behind him said and helped both of them, “Sorry, Seungcheol hyung is clumsy.” He said as he handed Jeonghan his thick text book

“Yah!” Seungcheol exclaimed

Jeonghan can’t help but to laughed lowly, he found Seungcheol’s reaction was amusing, “It’s okay, nothing bad happened anyway. Thanks for the help,” He stood up and assuring Mingyu that he is okay and he’s already running late for class. He greeted Seungcheol and his friend for the last time and run out the café

After Jeonghan gone, Seungcheol and Woozi make an order to Mingyu and sit on a corner beside the glasses wall. They enjoy their lunch and have a cup of coffee

The smell of the coffee was the same, just like how Seungcheol remember from yesterday. It has refreshing sweet smells and strong bitter taste, just like how Americano taste like. The smells bring his mind to relax state as if he fly to cloud nine, he never thought coffee can be this good. If only he had known earlier, he would change his soda to coffee beans. There’s no difference with the coffee he had yesterday, but the only thing Seungcheol felt sad about was the maker was different

 

“What’s that?” Seungcheol asked Woozi as they make their way back to their dorm

“This?” Woozi holding a notebook in his hand which Seungcheol can’t recall he brought it all the time, “I think the man you bumped earlier dropped this and forget it. I forgot to give it to the barista, maybe I could give it to him tomorrow,”

“I’ll do it for you!” he exclaimed so suddenly gave Woozi a heart attack, “I’ll give it to him.”

Woozi looked at Seuncheol questioned, “Really? Do you know him?”

Hearing that, Seuncheol quickly shook his head, “No, but I’ll coming back to that café tonight. I have so assignment and seems like I need to buy their coffee again.”

“Alright,” Woozi gave him the notebook, “Make sure he received it, this notebook might be important,” Seungcheol nodded