It was Saturday and my grandmother and I were out, taking leisure. We are currently walking the streets of Seoul and not once did I ever thought about that Jisoo guy and even my mysterious hero. It’s my day, I mean, me and my grandma’s day.

            “What a beautiful day! Good thing I spent it with you Little Mimi.”

            “할먼니! (Grandma!) We’re in public! Please don’t call me that!”

            “알았어.. 알았어.. (Okay, okay.) Can I at least call you Mimi?”

            “Well, that’s much better than ‘Little Mimi’.”

We laughed. It was a beautiful Saturday morning, and it was pretty hot too. I was sweating like a sinner in church. Plus, I don’t look good when I sweat a lot. My sweat drops are bigger than the usual. Not a good picture to look at.

            “미소야, 너 괜찮아? (Hey, you okay?)”

            “어? 아.. 예 할먼니. 난괜찮아. (Oh? Yeah grandma. I’m fine.) It’s just, really hot. I don’t think I can walk another step in this heat. And, I’m really hungry.”

            “Well, let’s rest for a bit then. There must be a café around here right? Or maybe a restaurant? I’m getting a little hungry as well.”

We were waking and shopping since 7: 30 and it’s already 10! We haven’t had any snacks so yeah, I’m hungry and tired. So, we walked around and finally saw this cute little café. We went in, and then my eyes grew.

            “Wow, for a small café they don’t have small customers.”

Somehow, this ‘little’ café is quite packed.

            “Why don’t you find us an empty seat while I go get us something to eat?”

            “Okay grandma.”

Everywhere I lay my eyes on for a seat there’s someone sitting on it already. Good thing a nice lady called me saying she’s about to leave. I sat and took out my phone as I wait for grandma. 20 new messages. Right! I forgot that I didn’t open my phone since last night. The messages came from both Mina and Taejoon oppa. It’s like they’re the only contacts I have in my phone. I replied them where they replied seconds after. But I didn’t get to read them since grandma walked to me carrying a tray full of goods and I just have to help her. As I did, I set out the food on the table as well.

            “Alright. So I bought these, oh, if you don’t like it just go buy what you want. Here’s mon--”

            “It’s alright grandma. I’m not picky. Besides, these look really good. I’m sure it tastes good as well.”

We were silent as we ate the snacks. All I could hear is the café music playing ‘Coffee Shop’ by BAP. It sounds really relaxing. But that didn’t bother me at all. What bothers me was my phone that I placed in my cute little white purse where I placed on my lap. It keeps on vibrating and vibrating. Will you stop?! I took my purse from my lap and placed them to the empty chair that was beside me.

            “So, Miso, how is Taejoon?”

I coughed to my grandmother’s question.

            “How’s your Mr. Forever?”

Yeah, my grandmother knows all about Taejoon/Mr. Forever. Well, that’s only because he’s the only one I ever talk about! Well, before. I don’t talk to her about him anymore. You’ll know why.

            “Well, he’s doing great, stayed just the same.”

            “There’s still nothing going on between you two?”

I was surprised of grandma’s question. It even made me blush! I better not be obvious. I don’t want her to tease me. I just hate how she teases me!

            “What do you mean grandma? He’s a star. I’m just, a fan.”

            “But you study in the same school! Besides, that wasn’t a problem back in my day with your grandfather. So it shouldn’t be a problem now!”

Aish! That’s so my grandmother. Oh, did I forget to mention? My grandmother is Kim Namseon, a well-known actress back in her day. Her status is like Park Shinhye’s. Crazy, I know. She stopped acting when she met my grandfather, Lee Moonshik, a fan of hers. And went to Canada, where they got wed and raised a family.

            “But grandma…”

           “Aish… If he’s too dumb to notice you, then make the first move. That’s not a big deal these days. Nowadays, girls are even the one proposing!”

This is why I don’t talk to her about these things anymore.

            “Grandma, how about we talk some other things. Like how you’ve been in Canada. Let’s just please not talk about Taejoon. Please?”

            “Well, alright then. Let’s not talk about your Mr. Forever.”

Phew! Thank you.

            “Well, Canada is great. Everything is great. Your little cousin and knitting keeps me busy.”

            “So, why did you come here anyway?”<