It was her favorite thing to do before she headed off to the library. Grabbing a cup of black coffee was what she routinely did before she went to study until it was closing time. The cafe was at its peak hours. People were coming in before they went to their work, obviously to wake themselves up. Some people lived for the caffeine. Without it, they would not be able to stay awake. And, she happened to be one of them. It was not a surprise, since she needed it to keep herself up to study. She was probably suffering from arrhythmia, but it did not seem to have crossed her mind. Harumi had witnessed the unfortunate scene play out and was unsure whether to help the poor lady out or not. Nevertheless, she quickly grabbed a couple of napkin she found in a dispenser near her and walked over to the lady. The atavist shoved the napkin in front of the lady’s face and said, “Here. Clean yourself up.” Her face showed no concern, but her actions proved otherwise as she peeked over at the lady.
People simply stared in shock at first while a couple ladies hid their mouths to conceal their giggles. The first person to assist her was a lady, probably near her age, with a solemn expression on her face, one that nearly gave the shy, kindhearted idol shivers. Swallowing some and trying to blink back the tears that were slowly threatening to come out, Keumjo took the napkins, whispering a “thank you” that was nearly inaudible and began trying to clean up the mess on the floor, even before dabbing at the stains on her clothes. A worker came to tell her that he would handle the spill and remake her orders. Feeling grateful yet still embarrassed, the idol quickly stood and immediately fled to the restroom. There she made sure the door was shut before a loud sob escaped her. She felt weak, almost stupid for crying over something like this. This incident would put a burden on her groups’ practice and plans for this morning, and not only that but her clothes were ruined. A brown stain covered the lower half of her white shirt and the rest on denim jeans. With shaking hands, she went to the sink, wetting one of the napkins and beginning to rub at the stain, with little to no hope.
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