I smiled at my reflection in the mirror.
I loved fashion. I mean, if you considered me as fashionable, that's good. But I loved prepping and dressing up. Despite all that, I would still wear something comfortable, and not something too revealing.
"Will you be okay?" Dad asked, poking his head inside my room. I smiled wider and nodded. I shouldered my bag and ran downstairs, Holly sprinting over to me. I crouched down and petted her.
I wasn't used to going out. Much less with someone who happened to like me.. nobody's ever had a crush on me, I didn't think I have much charms, but that wasn't a problem.
As we entered the car, I couldn't help but feel nervous. My dad was suspicious about me yesterday because of my chest problem, but I managed to escape it with convincing him. I didn't want to go to the doctor..
"Ayumi, we go to the doctor tomorrow." he sighed, making me perk up.
'I don't want to!' I signed. 'I'm okay. Doctor Yang said that I would be as long as I minimise myself from doing physical activities.'
"You shouldn't attend your PE classes." he started, making me shake my head. I loved physical education. It was probably my best class. Everything was good, if only math didn't exist..
'I like PE.' I hesitated. 'Please?'
"But you're going to have a checkup with Doctor Yang, and that's final." he said. I pursed my lips and leaned back. But I wasn't going to let this put me in a bad mood. It was for tomorrow.. I didn't have a choice.
I didn't like being sad. My life itself was. Though I didn't like it when I was frowning. It felt.. wrong.
The whole car ride was quiet, until dad stopped in front of a certain cafe and turned to me. "Ayumi, text me if you need to go home." smiling widely, I nodded and placed a kiss on his cheek, before exiting the car.
He didn't leave until I was inside the cafe. I tightened my grip around my shoulder bag and scanned the place.
Surprisingly, there were only a few people. Most of them were group of girls, and my eyes landed on a guy with his back turned.
I approached him and tapped his shoulder.
My mouth went agape.
"Ayumi?" Yoongi's brows furrowed. "Getting coffee too?"
I felt myself blush, and out of instinct, I started signing things such as: 'What are you doing here?!' and 'Are you M.Y?!'
He eyed me, the people, before scoffing.
"Aish, Ayumi, I can't understand you." he said, grabbing me by the wrist, making me panic inside, but I didn't want him to know that. I stopped. "What's with you?"
I flushed, before sitting down across from him and typing everything down in my phone. That I got a note on my locker to meet up here, and now that I think about it - the initials, M.Y..
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