You & I

☕ Part 11 - Coffee ☕

After seeing the two of them together, Myung turned around, and ran back to her apartment. In tears, she entered the lobby, and suddenly, her landlord approached her. "Ming, I need this month's rent money." the landlord said in her thick Korean accent. It's been over a year and the landlord still didn't get Myung's name right. "Like I said before, it's Myung not 'Ming'. And I'll have the money by the end of this week." she sniffed. Mrs. Lee, the landlord, cackled. "Oh no, no, no Ming. I already stretched the deadline for you. I still haven't gotten last month's rent either. Now where's the money?" she stuck out her hand. Myung clasped her hands together. "Please, Mrs. Lee! Just give me some more time! I just got fired from my job...." Mrs. Lee just looked at her. "Fine. I'll give you two weeks. But if you don't have the money by then, I'm kicking you out!" Mrs. Lee grunted and walked away. Yes! This will give me more time to look for another job!

Later on after dinner, Myung laid in her bed and stared at the ceiling. Did Joon really move on? More questions and thoughts rolled through her head. She sat up and took out her phone. She then called Rin. "Hello?" she answered.

"Hey Rin! Are you busy tomorrow? I kind of need to talk to you and Jung-hoon." I said.

"Well, I'm free. I think Jung-hoon needs to do a magazine photoshoot tomorrow. Why, what's up?"

Myung sighed. "Just meet me at the coffee shop. The one near my apartment."

"Alright, see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

She hung up. Myung knew she could easily just text one of the other members, but she hasn't texted any of them in a while, so she decided not to.

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The next day, Myung cleaned herself up and headed out to the coffee shop. As she walked in the building, the smell of coffee beans immediately filled her nostrils. It was a small cafe; Only eight tables, but the coffee here was AMAZING. Myung ordered her usual drink and waited at a table near the window. When her coffee was done, she picked it up and that's when Rin walked in. Perfect timing. They sat down together.

"So, whats up?" Rin asked. Myung took a deep breath, and exhaled. "How has Joon been in the past few months? You know, ever since the breakup." Her voice cracked at the thought of the breakup. The scars were still there. Rin sipped her cup of water. Myung knew she was ready for a long talk.

"This is all from what Jung-hoon and the others told me because they knew you didn't want to talk about it. Anyways, after it happened, the following weeks, he acted exactly like you. He stuck himself in his room. Didn't eat nor step out of the dorm. Eventually, their manager talked some sense into him. Joon realized he still had a job to do. He still performed at concerts and participated in interviews, but not as enthusiastic as normally. Whenever the fans asked him about you, he always avoided the question. Then came to the month of March. Every single day, Joon was always with a girl. Each week was a different girl. He went on many dates and flings, but never stayed with them permanently. Up until Nari...." Rin reluctantly stopped. "What? Who's Nari?" Myung asked. Rin then sighed deeply.

"Her name is Pak Nari. She has like, light autumn hair and green eyes. I don't know much about her, except that she's a famous model, but I do know she's part of the Pak family. The family is pretty well-known across Korea. Anyway, they've been dating for the past two months, and this is the first girl Joon stayed with longer out of all his flings, which definitely means something." Rin sipped her water again. Myung looked back to yesterday. Nari.... She was that girl that spilled the water. "I've met her!! She's the one that got me fired from my job!!" Myung yelped. "Oh my god. She's terrible!! How is Joon still with her?!" Rin yelped along with her. After a few more minutes of talking, it was time for Rin to leave. "Text me if anything is wrong, I'll see you soon." They said their goodbyes and left.

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That night before bed, Myung slipped into her nightwear and went out for some fresh air in the front lawn of her apartment. The evening sky was so pretty. As the sun was setting, the sky flourished with orange, yellow, and pink clouds. Myung smiled. At least nature stays beautiful. Suddenly, a basketball hurdled toward Myung. "AAHHH!!" Myung screamed. It hit her in the head. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! Are you okay??" a voice said. Myung looked up. It was a guy. His voice started to fade out, and eventually, Myung fainted and lost consciousness.

THE END

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