Daegu Boy | myg | completed

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Pulling again I hear a breaking sound and stumble forwards but manage to hold my balance.
I turn around looking down to my shoe. Oh no the heel.

The heel just looks at me from the hole. Thats perfect. I think I will get this job with one broken shoe.
I sigh loud again pulling the heel from the hole.

"Train to Seoul is ready to depart. Please enter. I'm repeating. Train to Seoul is ready to depart" A female voice speaks from the speaker.
Oh no please. Thats the 100th time that I'm saying oh no. Just please god. I'm a good girl I have to get this job.

I start to run again. Faster than before. I didn't know that I can be so fast. My endurance is getting better with climbing the stairs. And I mean really climbing. After the 7th floor I'm just pulling me up with grabbing the stairs and the metal bars.

I rush seeing the doors already close."Stop!" I yell. "Please" I shout breathless. The door is almost closed when I get in with my arm. Because of the disruption it gets open again. I swing myself in having my arms in the air. "I made it!!!" I swing my arms from side to side smiling widely. "I will get this job for sure!!" I add.

I realise the stares from the people in the train. "Sorry" I say laughing slightly while bowing. The elder ones shake their heads breathing out loud. I give them a fake smile and start to look at an empty seat. To my chance everything is-

Wait there is a place to sit. Maybe the day will end good for me. I start to smile while heading to the seat in the end of the wagon on the left side. Coming near the seat I realise that there are two bags on the long seat. In front of the bags is a black haired man sitting.

Looks like my age. Good its not an old man.

The black haired is typing on his laptop with headphones on. Such a busy man.

I stand beside the man waiting for him to look finally up to me. "Sir" I say hoping he would hear me.

But I have to admit his side profil looks cute. I want to see his full face. I'm so curious. I bent over to look at him. But how destiny likes it to have me in such an embarassing situation the train is braking slightly and I bent over the desk where he has his laptop and some snacks on.

He gets startled, puts his headphones down looking at me lying on the desk. I start to laugh a little bit "Ah thats embarassing" I say. He just looks at me annoyed putting his headphone on again. I get up from the desk stroking my skirt and clearing my throat. "Si-" I tap at his shoulder to have his attention at me "Sir" he looks up to me raising his eybrows putting down his headphones again, sighing.

"Sir could you perhaps store your bags there?" I ask pointing above our heads to the slide.

"Why" he asks me.

Gosh his voice. Having goosebumps already. He sounds so bored and annoyed. How is that possible? I just asked one thing.

"Because I would've like to sit down. The other seats are taken." I smile at him, hoping he would let me sit there. I will turn into root standing here like 5 minutes.

He stands up turning around looking probably if I said the truth. He then nods and makes a gesture with his hand. Looks like he is saying that its alright or something like that? To whom did he nod?

I turn around seeing a man sitting right down when I look at him. He is wearing a cap and looks down. Why is he hiding his face? And why did the black haired nod to him? Why are they not sitting together? Why am I asking myself so many questions? Ah whatever. I turn again to him realizing his glare at me.

"I'm not lying. This is the only empty seat" I say to him. He still just looks at me. Man I know I look ugly. Just let me sit down.

He then puts the bags on the slide making me some space. "Thank you so much" I bow and give him my sweetest smile. He gets back on his seat placing his headphones on his shoulders while starting typing.

I take out my coat lying it beside me and look to the man infront of me. I have to admit he is really cute. His skin is pale white. I'm not even that white. I think he never gets out to the sun.

I look out of the window seeing that it started to rain and sigh at that. I check my bag for my umbrella. But yeah, I didn' take it with me. "Shit" I curse loud. Great day Yoorae.

The man looks up to me picking his coffee and drinks out of it slowly. The stare he is giving me is not funny. I think he wants to kill me or something like that.

He places his coffee on the table still holding the cup but concentraiting on his laptop again. It's a coffee from starbucks. I need coffee too. Thats so unfair.

He removes his hand and I see a name. Probably his name.

Yoongi.

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A/N: I just came up with an idea and wanted to publish it. I hope you like it. Vote's and comments are welcome anytime. Support meeeeh