“Minhyuk oppa!” Jiyoung waved him over as he entered the café.

He smiled and kissed her cheek as he took the seat in front of hers.

“Sorry about last time.” he frowned, “With exams, it was getting hectic.”

“It’s okay.” she beamed, “I’m happy that you’re here now.”

Minhyuk smiled as she placed her hands over his.

They weren’t exactly boyfriend and girlfriend yet, Minhyuk hadn’t found the right moment to ask her. Up until now they’d gone on a few

dates, gotten to know each other and there was no doubt he liked her.

“I’m going to get a drink and when I come back, I want to hear every. Single. Thing. That I have missed.” he poked her nose.

Jiyoung giggled, “Okay.” she nodded.

“Cinnamon Spice Mocha please.” Minhyuk took out his wallet.

After paying he moved to the side, looking at the deserts that were on display. He contemplated whether or not to buy one and share it

with Jiyoung. Most of them had chocolate though, she wasn’t that crazy about it.

“Can I get a Chai Latte please.”

He turned his head, hearing a sweet, melodic voice.

The girl stood there, sliding her card through the machine and daintily held on to the stylus as she signed on the screen.

Minhyuk didn’t even blink as she removed her sunglasses in such a matter that he could’ve sworn wind blew her hair, as if filming for a

CF.

“Cinnamon Spice Mocha?”

He stayed planted where he was, continuing to stare at the girl whom he didn’t even know.

“Cinnamon Spice Mocha?”

The girl looked over his way, meeting his eyes.

“Sir? Hello?” The worker waved her hand in front of his face.

“Huh?” he snapped his head to the left.

“Cinnamon Spice Mocha?”

“Oh.” he blinked, coming back into reality, “Yes, yes. I’m sorry.”

As he walked back with his drink he looked at her again. She covered as she giggled lightly, seeing his reaction to the

situation.

Minhyuk let out a breath as he sat down, continuing to stare in the mysterious girls’ way.

Jiyoung tilted her head in a confused way, “Are you okay oppa?”

“Hm?” Minhyuk asked, still not giving her his full attention.

“Didn’t you want to hear about my week?” she asked.

He quickly diverted his eyes as the girl glanced in his direction.

“Oh, yeah.” he gulped, “T-tell me everything.” he sipped his coffee.

Jiyoung spoke with excitement, telling him about everything she could think of.

He still didn’t pay attention to her. Instead, he watched as the girl patiently waited for her latte. She was small and petite with long black

hair down to her waist. Another girl approached her, giving her a tight hug. He assumed her to be a friend.

When she received her drink she looked around, trying to find a free table. If it wasn’t for Jiyoung he would’ve already offered her the

seat in front of his. The girl looked at him before taking her seat on the tall bar stool. Minhyuk’s eyes ran up her body. From her closed

black heel booties, up her creamy and firm exposed legs, her loose layered tank top that showed off her smooth shoulders and neck.

He knew it was wrong, there was a perfectly beautiful girl in front him right now. Yet, his eyes were wandering spotting something, did he

dare say it, better?

She met eyes with him again as she slowed sipped her drink, running the tip of her tongue over her lips, away the excess.

Minhyuk gulped and looked away, attempting to listen to what Jiyoung was saying.

“Should we go oppa?”, asked Jiyoung.

Minhyuk stared at her. “Oppa?” she raised a brow.

“Yes?” he blinked.

“Do you think we should go?”

“Go where?” he titled his head.

“The amusement park.” she gave him an odd look, “Oppa, have you been listening to me?”

“What?!” he chuckled nervously, “Of course I have Jiyoung, I just…got lost for a second.”

She shrugged it off, “Well do you want to or not?”

Minhyuk took a glance at the girl again, she was talking to her friend.

If I don’t leave now I’ll just end up going to talk to her, he thought, I have to go, it’s not fair to Jiyoung.

“Sure.” he smiled at her, “Let’s go.”

She squealed with joy as they both got up. He let out a small sigh as she laced their hands together. Minhyuk looked at her again, taking

in the sight and just imagining all the things that he would’ve done…all the wrong things.

“Come on oppa~” she beamed, dragging him towards the door.

Minhyuk continued glance at her as Jiyoung pulled him along the sidewalk.

The slow closing of her sultry eyelids told him that she was just as disappointed as he was. Looks like he wasn’t the only one imagining.