with a tap on the counter, a cursory glance around the store, and a glimpse at the watch wrapped around her wrist, a soft sigh made its way out of seolhyunâs lips. two twenty five. only five minutes have passed since the previous time she checked, but it felt like hours. now there are five more agonizing minutes left before her shift ends. donât get her wrong, seolhyun loves her job, but it had been a very slow day at the cafĂŠ, and she much preferred busy days.
before moving to hongdae, she spent most of her free time staring at the four walls that made up her bedroom, so much so that youâd think she would be used to having nothing to do, but that really wasnât the case. boredom, to seolhyun, was a brutal reminder of the past, like an old friend that she never wanted to encounter again, so she always tried to keep herself occupied. it was rather ironic, really, because more often than not, she spends so much of her time on just thinking of ways to occupy herself, she ends up using only the minority of her time on actually keeping herself occupied.
a little longer than five minutes later, a familiar figure enters the cafÊ, and seolhyun almost jumps up in relief. finally. the guy scheduled for the next shift was finally here. as he walks towards her, seolhyun puts on a polite smile and greets him, fighting back the urge to immediately scream in relief, before slinging her bag over her shoulder and then walking out of the store. she almost runs out and spreads her arms open to embrace the fresh air, but of course she would never do anything that would make her look foolish.
it was one of those rare days where her shift ended in the early afternoon, so she had the rest of the afternoon and the whole evening to herself. after walking in the vicinity of the cafĂŠ for almost fifteen minutes, seolhyun still hasnât come up with a plan of what to do yet, and all she can do is just to absent-mindedly kick the stones on the sidewalk.
but, wait â did she just hit someone with that stone? damn it, what a great day. resisting the urge to groan, seolhyun immediately bows and repeats the words âsorryâ at least five times. as her gaze travels up to look at the unfortunate male standing in front of her, she freezes in her spot. he looks oddly familiar, like an actual old friend of seolhyunâs that she never wanted to encounter again. no, it canât be him, she tries to reassure herself, but there is no way in hell someone could look so much like bailey.