Chapter 15: Keep Ka-Calm

Which only made Anjali jaw drop staring at the person in front of her, the anime OST playing in the background.

'Omg omg a guy is aaaa wait I should have put on the K-drama OST'

'Ohhmooaaa!!!'

Anjali begins to scream internally as the song sparkle starts to play bouncing from one ear to another

The birds start chirping in the background, along with the anime OST along with the leaves falling going left to right. A sudden gust of wind passes between them, making their hair blow along with it.

The hair black hair long hair pushed back from one side and the other covering the right side of his brow. A minor cut over his left side of his eyes bow as the shade of dark brown eyes stares at Anjali. Wearing a black and yellow hoodie, with full sleeves.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?" the guy asked once again.

Anjali nods her head in agreement, making the guy pull his seat back, as forwarding her hand which only made the next thing what she said only ending up freezing both of them on the spot.

"Everybody say noooooo deoneun najung-ilan mallo andwae-ah?"

"What?"

"What?" Anjali looks at her hand still handing in the mid-air in the dance position of the No- from the BTS music video. Looking at the guy then back at her hand with that placing her hand to pull it down.

"No?" he asked, making Anjali side her bow releasing he was also standing in the mid-air going to sit on the chair position.

"I mean you can shi* shit Sorry" Her eyes turned wide in response looking down at her journal taking a sip from the straw of her coffee. Pushing herself back at her chair where she just wants to push herself down and hide under the table better to bury herself.

'Don't do anything bro calm down you have to act normal' Anjali thought bitting inside of her cheek

Pulling her hat down covering half of her face heat rising to her cheeks. Shaking her head in response being disappointed.

"From when did I felt nervous" taking a sip from her drink. Lifting her head slightly up looking at the guy sitting in front of her. Who was putting the plug on the charging point?

Placing her drink back at the table Anjali licks her bottom of her lips going ack writing and sticking the picture.

"Oh, thanks," he said with that maids walks in placing the drink upon the table, glancing at him Anjali from the corner of her eyes. Watching the server smiling at him as she passes the tissue paper beside the drink.

The guy in front of me smirks in response looking towards the waitress, putting the paper in his hoodie pocket.

With that he takes the tissue, patting it around his pocket as if he was searching for a pen. Only to find nothing the next thing their eyes meet.

Just to see the guy smiling looking towards Anjali making her raise her bow in response as the confusion falls upon her.

"May I borrow your pen"

"When?'

"Pen?"

"Oh pen yes why not" that Anjali gives the to the guy looking back down to her book. Still glancing at the guy in front of her as he didn't give it to her, rather writing it down just kept it back in his pocket.

"Thank you," giving one last smile towards the girl the guy turns his face away looking out of the window as his expression changes in a second. Turning it into an intimidating one looking towards the waitress who turns around walking away stomping her foot.

Anjali rolls her eyes shaking her head looking back at her journal as she writes with her left-hand head almost near to the table as the few locks of her hair covering her eyes.

"Thank you for the pen," the guy said without looking up Anjali nodded her head in response. Still focus on her journal as she writes the details being careful with her calligraphy.

"WOW!! The pictures are so beautiful" with the guy sitting in front of her picking up the photo she clicked of the sun rising from she Anjali clicked. A few days before getting on the flight to the famous beach.

Once again Anjali nodded her head in response as she lifted her instant camera showing it to the guy sitting in front of her. Dropping it back down around her next. The eyes of the guy scan at the various pictures in front of him.

"You aren't from here right?" the guy asked Anjali to lift her head a bit, glancing at him through her eyelashes.

"Yes?"

'Oh my he is talking to me Oh my my my, oh my my my I've waited all my life"

"ne jeonbuleul hamkkehago sip-eo" the guy sitting in front of her completed the lyrics of the 'BTS song of Boy with Luv' making Anjali mouth open wide in shock. Just to see the boy smiling looking towards her only to bend her head down once again looking at her journal.

'Wait wait did I sing loud why would I baka baka!! but he sang the whole lyric in Korean…. Stupid the half of its lyrics are in Korean calm down Anjali don't get over hyper. Vids isn't here remember that'

"If you don't mind if I ask you a question?"

"Yes?"

'When you are in Korea, don't I mean ask no one are you into this fandom or if you like this idol. Always remember that not all of them are going to like this question of yours' Anjali paused biting her inside of her cheek. Remembering the things you shouldn't do.

'Nah Nah change of question gurl!! Change of question: what should I ask?' Anjali mumbles under her breath making the boy in front of rise his bow in response

"Are you an angel?" Anjali's eyes turned wide hearing out herself what she asked just now.

'Why why why it would have been best if I had asked the one I wanted to ask I just end up making myself more embarrassed here'

"No, I wish I was thought," he said making confusion falls over Aurora.

"Why?"

"I would have fallen from heaven for you," the guy said, making Aurora freeze on the spot staring at the guy in front of her as her expectation had dropped more in the pit of hell.

The death silent between them as they stared at each other. For a while as the guy turns his head to look outside of the window running his finger through his slick hair. Which ends up making Aurora's eyes soften looking at him.

"Was it bad"

"I guess so?" Aurora said

"Okay, I think it's okay, as we had one into one embarrassing question and answer" Anjali nods her head in response

"By the way I'm Jeong, Jeong Steve and you" Steve extended his hand to shake, Anjali smiles in response shaking her hand along with his.

"Well, I'm An-" Anjali paused before she could complete her sentence, her phone rang. Inside her pocket removing her phone seeing the caller id written as

'Bit@ch birdee'

The call from her best friend's confusion falls over her face, sliding it upwards receiving the call the next thing Anjali regrets wearing the headphones.

"WHERE ARE YOU!! DUDE WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING THE TEXT"

"Bro slows down, I'm wearing headphones-" Anjali closes her eyes as her ears ring because of the sudden passing of the wave of voice.

"Oh, you are wearing headphones?" the voice said,

"Ye-" this time only to regret telling her she is wearing the headphones.

"WHATEVER COME WITHIN ONE HOUR THERE IS GOING TO BE ONE TO ONE SESSION!!" with that Viddhi hangs up from the other side making Anjali to groan in response as she ends up placing her head down the table with a bang.

"Are you okay?" hearing a voice asked along with a soft squeeze on her hand.

"Ah?" Lifting her head up as her eyes meet the brown one eyes travelling down the hand still holding each other.

"Oh, I'm sorry I gotta go," Anjali said, withdrawing her hand as she packed up her things. Putting it back in as fast as she could. Wearing her bag around her shoulder. Taking the flower pot in one hand and grabbing the almost coffee with the other.

"Oh, Okay bye"

"Bye," Anjali said, giving a soft smile over her face walking out of the door. Tugging the stand of her hair behind her ear, shrugging his shoulder Stave looks out of the window watching the girl walking away.

Lifting her hand up calling as if she was calling for the taxi. Steve turns his head looking down at the coffee on the table. Which only caused him to turn his wide in response to seeing a small photo left on the table.

The memory began to flashback as the girl he met just now the time the waitress passed her number. The time the girl was sitting in front of him was sticking pictures and writing what seemed like a journal.

"It's hers" when Steve got up from his chair with the photograph in his hand walking as fast as he could. Before he could open the door just to be open by someone else.

"Excuse me," he said, walking past the person just to see the girl already entered the taxi even before he could reach.

"Now after whom are you chasing?" A voice asked making Steve jump out of his skin. Looking back just to sign in relief seeing his best friend.

"Just a girl who forgot to leave her photo behind" he replied.

"Quite unexpected for you to go behind a girl to give her back something" Making Steve sign a response. Making the guy look in the same direction where his friend was looking a moment ago. Taking a deep breath, a faint smell of something unknown, his greyish blue eyes stared towards the friend.

"Maybe next time if I meet her again I will give it back to her" Steve said looking at the photo which seems like meadows. Along with the people that were blurring in the background, tugging it in the back of his pocket. Steve walks towards the cafe following behind him his friend.

"He and the list of girls never going to end soon"