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After school, I went to the nearest cafe located in front of the school to get caffeine inside my bloodstream because I had so many homeworks and project to finished before the end of the month. I went inside and was greeted by the smell of coffee beans in the air.

I looked around and there was a lot of people, mainly students, inside doing their works and some were just there to hang out with the friends.

There was a small line to order and I joined the line while texting my friends on our group chat about the day and when we'll get to hang out etcetera. I look up at the menu board and decided to just get hot mocha latte since the weather was cold outside.

When it was my turn I told the guy behind the register my order while looking through my bag for my money. I turned towards the person behind the register and was stunned to see the most cutest guy who probably weirded out by my reaction.

But luckily, he just smile and shrugged it off and said the amount of money I should payed. I shook my head while blushing red on the face, embarrassed by my own doing and gave him the amount of money I needed to pay for my drink.

I quickly walked away from the line and searched for an empty seat while the blush were still apparent on my cheeks. I found an empty seat near the window and sat there taking out my laptop and homework on to the table.

I was so busy doing my work and tapping the keyboard of my laptop that I didn't notice that my drink was already served BY the same guy who managed the front register. I glanced at his way after he served me my drink with a cute smile plastered on his face.

When I was about to drink my mocha latte, I found a piece of paper with a number on it. Immediately, I thought about the cute guy who-I-will-never-know-the-name-of. There was a message below the number and it said, 'Call me when you wanna chat. The name's Yoongi by the way.'

I covered my face as I was blushing heavily after reading the text. I put the paper inside the front pocket of my jeans. 

I calmed myself down from that and continue doing my work. After a few works been done, I had decided to get home since it was getting late. I packed my stuff and walked out from the cafe after giving them a small tip.

As I was walking down the street, I remember about the paper and decided to save the cute guy's number, who was now named Yoongi. I giggled as I went my merrily way towards my apartment. 

As I walked inside my apartment, I was greeted by my fluffy munchkin kitten who I named Kookie because his fur was brownish like a cookie. I gave him a kiss on the nose and skipped my way toward my room to shower.

After showering and putting on my pjs, I grabbed Kookie into my arms when he came into the room and laid him on my lap. I patted down his wild brown fur which make him purred since he loved it when I play with him.

I grabbed my phone on the table beside my bed and contemplating whether to text Yoongi, the cute guy who works at the cafe, or not. I am not a sociable girl who talks well with strangers. So I just text my best friend and told her about it. 

Being the best friend she was, she encouraged me to text him. Just a simple 'Hi' was okay too. No pressure. So I did it. I text Yoongi 'hi' and also telling him about who I was because I don't want him to think I'm a stalker or somewhat since he don't know my number.

Thirty minutes later, he replied. It said 'Hey. Sorry I reply late. I just got off from work 😊' I smiled widely shoving my head onto my pillow and shrieked like a banshee. Thank goodness that the wall of my apartment were soundproof. After that screaming session, I replied him back. 

'It's okey. I understand.'

'So I still don't know your name yet 😅'

'It's alright 😄 Cute name though 😊'

'Thank you 🙈'

An after that we text back and forth until it was time to sleep. He texted me a goodnight and asked to maybe see him again sometime. I said yes and text him goodnight. I put my phone on the table and plugged the charge.

I was about to lay down when I suddenly remember about Kookie. I rushed out of my bed, walked out of the room and saw that he was actually already laid in his own bed in the living room sleeping soundly. I went back to bed laid down getting into a comfortable posture and slept.