Seungyoon saw him again today.

He quickly noticed that he is no longer reading the same romance novel he had with him from a week ago. Today it’s something entirely different and he’s already absolutely engrossed in it. He didn’t seem like one of those people who needed to have a lot to be happy. He looks perfectly content just sitting on his usual table by the window with his tall glass of apple juice at 4PM. Only looking up every now and then from his book to watch the people passing by outside.

Seungyoon wishes he could be right beside him.

He glances down at his notebook and his latte at some point. He’s stared at him for too long again and he’s trying to be careful not to get caught. He didn’t want him to think that he’s someone strange or creepy just because he’s unable to keep his eyes off him. His notebook is filled with nothing but lyrics about him, from the way his eyes shine to the bubbly laughter that escapes his lips. He’s incredibly beautiful - the heart pounding, hand shaking kind of ridiculous be