Love Radio

Morning Coffee & Midnight Tequilas

Yoo Si Ah, Wheein's assistant, came inside the studio. "Ms. Jung, you have a guest...with your coffee. Should I let her in?" the skinny girl asked with a tight lip smile.

"Yeah. Sure." Wheein said as casually as possible, she didn't want to sound too excited.

But Hyejin shot her a knowing look before she excused herself for the comfort room.

A man with a tray of coffee entered the studio after Hyejin stepped out. The smile was plastered on his face. Although he looked decent, he didn't look anything like Wheein expected to. Especially since Wheein expected a woman. Has she been catfished? She mentally cursed Hwasa thinking that her best friend was pulling a prank on her.

"Ms. Jung, here's your coffee." The man smiled as he gave the coffee to the DJ. "Boss said she hopes you like it."

Wheein let out a sigh of relief knowing that it was just a misunderstanding. It's not that she hates men. She just doesn't swing that way. At least not anymore. And it didn't help that when she tried dating a man - she was cheated on.

Wheein said thank you and the man stepped outside. She said 'boss' so it meant it wasn't actually Byul. She guessed she just have to wait a bit longer.

But Wheein hates waiting.

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The coffees continued to arrive every morning. The coffee was delivered by different people each morning. Wheein wondered if Moonbyul was already one of them and she just didn't know it. But somehow she doubts that because she thinks that if she ever sees Moonbyul personally, she'd feel it. She'll know it's her.

Until one day, she decided to ask, "The person that requested you to bring this coffee. Where is she?"

"She's at the lobby." The red-haired girl smiled.

Wheein didn't waste any time and proceeded to the lobby immediately. When she got there, there weren't too many people, but there was a particular woman that caught her attention; the silver-haired girl was just about to go for the exit but Wheein called her out, "Moonbyul?!" It was a question. A wild guess. But her heart was telling her that she might just be right; it was beating loudly against her chest, hoping that the woman would look back.

Seconds felt like years as she anticipated for the woman to look back at her.

The silver-haired woman turned her head to where the voice came from.

For Wheein, the world seemed to move in slow motion. It was cliché, she knows, but it really felt like it. It was that feeling that she was talking about, that feeling that she would know if it was actually her.

She walked towards the girl. It is her, Wheein thought to herself. "Moonbyul." It was now a statement. A confirmation. And her heart was still beating loudly against her chest.

She smiled.

Moonbyul smiled back.

She was shy. A foreign feeling for her. She always appeared so confident and intimidating but not this time. She was stunned to say anything else. It is 'DJ Gabriella' the DJ that she listens to on the radio every day, and now she's in front of her.

"Hi."

"Hi."

Moonbyul extends her hand for a handshake. "I'm Moon Byulyi."

And Wheein takes it. "Jung Wheein."

I have to thank Hyejin later. Wheein mentally takes note.