Differently Wired📚|| Taehyun Oneshot ||

Differently Wired

Y/n was that kind of girl who lived somewhere between quiet chaos and calm routine.
An ambivert. A university student. A certified coffee addict.

Her favorite place? The campus cafeteria.
Not for the noise, not for the crowd - but for those stolen moments of silence when the world slowed down, and the warmth of a cup felt like peace.

That afternoon, she stormed out of class, shoulders heavy with assignments and deadlines.

Y/n (grumbling): Ughhh, this university is making me lose brain cells... when will I finally graduate?

She dragged herself to the counter. "One cappuccino, please," she sighed, paying the bill, clutching the warm cup in one hand like a tiny piece of heaven.

As she scanned the cafeteria for an empty spot, her eyes landed on a quiet corner - green plants, soft wind, almost peaceful... except for one guy sitting there, buried deep in a book.

She hesitated, then walked closer.
Y/n: Excuse me... can I sit here?

The boy looked up briefly, nodded, and went right back to reading.

"Wow. Social skills? Never heard of them?" she thought, rolling her eyes as she sat down.

Y/n's POV

Coffee in one hand, phone in another. Classic me.
Just when I was scrolling through memes, a notification popped up from the club group.

President: "Meeting at 5:30 after class regarding the upcoming event."

I groaned. "Oh great. Another meeting. Another reason to regret joining this club."

Later, at the meeting

President: Y/n, are all the designs done?

Y/n: Almost. Certificates for participants are ready. Guest speakers' ones — waiting on the names.

President: Contact Taehyun tonight. He'll give you the list.

Y/n: Who's Taehyun? A new member?

President: No. He works behind the scenes.

That night

I searched through the club chat. Kang Taehyun. No profile picture. Just a picture of Ronaldo. Boys and their obsession with Ronaldo. Whatever...

But...Is this him? Must be.

I messaged him.

Y/n: Hi.

Hours passed. No reply.
Next thing I knew, morning sunlight hit my face. I grabbed my phone a message popped up.

Taehyun: Hi.

Y/n: Hello. I need the guest speakers' names to prepare the certificates.

Taehyun: Give me a minute.

Five minutes later—

Taehyun: Sent.

Y/n: Thanks. Also... could we meet tomorrow? I'll hand them over.

Taehyun: Sure.

Next Day

I sat at my usual coffee spot, waiting. It'd been half an hour.
Still no sign of him.

Where is this guy?

Y/n (texting): Where are you?

Taehyun: Already here.