Awkward ✵ Hayi and Yun
Being dragged out of her hotel room and left on the street,, in one of the biggest cities in the world, was the last thing Hayi thought could happen to her. But it did, which brought the young girl to tears. She was not some trash, that should be just thrown out on like this. She took a hold of her luggage and headed down the street. Tears rolling down her face, as she fished for her phone from her backpack and quickly typed a message to her cousin.
To: Jiyong oppa From: xxxxxxxxx Content: Ah... oppa, they kicked me out of my hotel room, so I'm on my way to your apartment right now. You invited me last time we talked and now, I'm taking your offer. Please, call me when you get this. -Hayi
She slipped her phone in her leather jacket's pocket and continued on her way. The boy told her the address, when they last had a conversation, so she knew exactly where to go. His flat was in a neighborhood located on an hour way from where she was right now. The girl gave all of her money to the hotel's manager and now, she was broke. She she wiped her tears with the back of her hand and quickened her pace. Living in Europe for two months, cost her a lot of money and her comeback in Seoul almost left her without any. But, there was a good side of the story, she was not here when the whole world she was living beforehand, crushed.
An hour later, she was exhausted. Running around in a huge city like Seoul was not an easy task at all. Hayi knew she was close to Jiyong's apartment, but the heavy backpack on her back and the luggage she was dragging behind her, were not helping at all. It's funny, how she could collect all of her life until now in two bags. She didn't know, if this was a sad story or else. The aroma of a just made coffee buckled her legs and this, accompanied with the soft melodies of one of her favorite songs, made her stop in front of some coffee shop. She glanced inside and the sight before her, almost left the blond one breathless. She needed to drink some coffee right now, even if it was only a drop of it. Hayi fell in some sort of a day dream, surrounded by good music and a cup of nice and warm latte in hand, but that fantasy was crushed and gone, as soon as she heard the bark of some dog, which startled her.
