Felix
Oh God. He saw me. He totally saw me smash my face into a stop sign. It's over. It's all over. Might as well shave my head and hide on an island of monks so no one can recognize me and my humiliating moment where I ruined everything.
Okay, maybe I was being just a tad bit dramatic.
I laughed it off as I made my way over to the table where Jisung was sitting. He stood up as I approached and awkwardly stuck his hand out to me.
"Hi, I'm Jisung! It's really nice to meet you. In person, that is," he laughed. His smile was wide and bright. He had a light accent, but I couldn't place it. His English was flawless.
I laughed with him and shook his hand. His hands were bigger than mine. His skin was soft, save for his fingertips, which seemed to be calloused. He mentioned he made music, maybe guitar? We sat down at our table, the wind blowing softly in the warm summer afternoon. The street smelled like candy, coffee, and flowers. I should have brought him flowers.
I should have bought you flowerssssss, and held your handddddd
I'm having wayyy too much fun with this
-YLAL