[Junhyung]
That was a very
cold morning. I still remembered it well. After had a hard practice for our
debut performances, we stayed until morning in our practice room. I saw that
girl for the second time. That was the girl who confessed to Dujun at our first
fan signing event. She wore a very big jacket, a black legging, and boots. She
stood in front of our company. I saw her while I was on my way to take shower.
That girl brought a cup of coffee in her hand. She stared at the locked door,
and for awhile closed her eyes, like praying. I smiled. I didn’t go to the
bathroom, instead walked toward the mirror to see her clearer. She looked cute
for a little girl like her, not so much make up, and her smile was so
beautiful. Yes, she smiled before put the coffee on the floor. Then she walked
away. Silently, I walked to the door, and opened it. I took the coffee. She
wrote something on the cup.
‘This is our
first day. Good luck, Be(a)st DJ.’
I smiled. This
coffee of course for DJ –DuJun–, I giggled. What a nice girl. I drank the
coffee, ah this was Americano. I kept it by myself, and didn’t even tell Dujun.
Although the next day, I did not know how, Dujun could figure it out, and
scolded me for not telling him.
At that time, I
didn’t know that she was already being Dujun’s girlfriend.
---
“Ahh, Junhyung hyung, palliwaaa…” Dongwoon tried to ask
me to treat him and of course the rest of the member. “I’m hungry.”
“Hyaa, today we
have a day off, why you so hungry? We don’t even practice.” I complained.
“Ahh, jinjja, Hyunseung hyung… palli, kaja!” When Dongwoon went to open the practice room
door, Dujun from outside had already opened it. “Ahh, hyung, where are you? I
couldn’t find you the whole day.” He said.
“Ahh mian, I came from the bada (sea).” Dujun replied while opened
the door widely that I could see a girl standing beside her.
That girl was
the morning coffee girl.
I smiled by
myself, looking at her bright smile, while she was busy greeting each of us.
When she greeted me, I just said “I am Junhyung” though I wanted to say many
things to her.
“She is my girl
friend.” Dujun continued.
Frozen.
I couldn’t feel
anything. Did I get jealous? I did not really know.
“Her name is
Miinah.” Dujun held her hand.
Miinah.
The morning
coffee girl’s name was Miinah.
I feel so numb.
---
“Hara looks
good.” Miinah pointed the television when we watched Kara performed on stage. “Right,
Dujun-ahh?” she asked Dujun.
This was so bad.
Three of us in the same room, I sat on the single chair, and they were sitting
together lingering each other.
“What do you
think, Junhyung-ahh? Is Hara okay?” asked Dujun. I just nodded. Who the hell
cared with that Hara girl when Miinah smiling so brightly while eating popcorn
there. We were so close but not close enough.
“Go date her,
Junhyungie.” Miinah said, looked at me, smiling.
“Oh?” I blanked.
“Why me?” I asked without thinking.
“She just… looks
good with you.” She answered.
“I think so.”
Dujun laughed, “Go get a girl for you, like a muse.”
What? A muse? Miinah has already been my
muse. I couldn’t breathe when she walked away after putting the coffee in front
of the company. For many times that you didn’t even know, Dujun.
I sighed.
“Or, find one,
who is as good as Miinah.” Said Dujun, jokingly around.
“Hyaa, Dujun-ahh….”
Miinah punched him.
I hope, Miinah was the one, Dujun-ahh.
---
Those memories
came to me like a film being played in front of me. I stood here, waiting for
her. Waiting in front of the lift where she would walk out. Why must today we
watch movie? Why must today she meet Dujun? Such heart breaking, for me. I
never saw Dujun acted like that. He really scared me. Was there a chance for me
with her, for really right now?
I waited.
Waited.
Waited.
And,
waited.
Gayoon looked
nervous too back then. She didn’t even talk, and just bowed to me when we
arrived at her dorm. This night was really a very awkward one. I did not know
if I still had a heart to see Miinah. But, I worried her. I wanted to meet her.
The lift door
opened. It was Miinah.
I smiled.
Although, it seemed it failed.
“Are you okay?
Let’s go get you warm.” I helped her to walk.
The lift door
closed.
Suddenly, she
stopped walking and stayed still, stiff like a statue.
“Junhyung-ahh, ottohkae?” She sounded mumbling, “Ottohkae….” She sobbed.
“What happen?” I
asked, looked at her face. She started crying.
“Ottohkae?” She
cried.
I didn’t know
what had happened. I just… hugged her.
“Cry on me. I
will lend you my shoulder.”
Miinah cried on
my embrace.
---
Miinah sat in
the sofa while I made the tea. She looked so unstable. Something had come up between
them. I knew Miinah still loved him, very much.
“Miinah-ahh, are
you okay?” I sat beside her, “here, drink the tea.” I gave her the tea.
“Thank you,
Junhyungahh.” She took the tea, and put it back on the table.
“I know there
must be something happened between both of you.” I said.
“I don’t know.” She
said.
“Listen to me;
do not lie to your heart.” I said, “and I will always here for you.”
“Junhyungahh, mian mian…” she sobbed. “I don’t know
why I call you… only you…”
“Araseo, you don’t need to apologize. We
are friend, right?” I said, “do not need to worry, Miinah-ahh.”
“Gomawoo…” she hugged me while crying, “I’m
sorry for burdening you.”
You are not.
Never, Miinah-ahh.
Because, you don’t know how much I like you.
Since the first time I met you, until now.
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[to be cont]
