"It's Tuesday, so there won't be many people."
But since it was a little past closing time, the bar was already bustling with people. It was Taehyung's place of work, and a famous bar. Occasionally, people recognized Taehyung, but he dealt with them coldly. Sometimes, sasaengs would come, but he would give them a cold stare, telling them they weren't even fans after giving them sincere insults.
Taehyung works at a bar. It's a great spot, with a club just a stoplight away. The newly renovated interior made it popular with people in their 20s, and occasionally high school students would come in for non-alcoholic cocktails. Thanks to that, women would ask for my number at least once a day, so I didn't feel like meeting women anymore.
".. Thank you for your effort."
After saying that, I walked home, checking my phone to see if Yeoju had called. When I turned it on, I saw a message saying Yeoju was out. I smiled and dialed the number. The call rang a few times before I picked up.
"- Miss Yeoju, what were you absent for?"
"- I'm just... bored and just... uh....."
"- ... Phew, do you want to go for a walk along the river with me?"
"- Still... is that okay?"
"- Come out quickly because I miss you."
"- ... yes?"
"- No, it's a bit cold now, so bring a coat."
"- yes..."
"I'll wait in front of the apartment."
After finishing her phone call with Taehyung, Yeoju puts on some light makeup, puts on a hat, puts on a thin coat, takes out her slippers, and begins to mutter to herself.
"... Did you say you missed me? Our Taetae oppa...?"
"Huh... Yoon Yeo-ju... a successful life..."
Yeo-ju pretended to cry as she rode down the elevator. Upon arriving, she saw Tae-tae, or rather, Tae-hyung, leaning against the wall, looking at his phone. "My brother probably doesn't even know my age..."
"It came out sooner than I thought?"
"Oh, I don't really like wearing makeup, so it doesn't really bother me. Hehe."
"By the way, how old are you, Ms. Yeoju? I don't think you're Mija."
"I'm 24 years old. I got my barista license and work part-time at a cafe! Oh, and I'm on vacation from college with my last semester left."
"Oh, that's cool."
"Taehyung, do you have any other job besides being a BJ?"
"Umm... it's a secret"
"Tch... where is that!"
"Here -"
It's really unfair to be so affectionate. Taehyung, if you keep doing that, I'll stop liking you as a fan! Don't make people's hearts flutter.
"..Can I hold your hand?"
Judging by the smell of alcohol, I'd guess he'd been drinking, but Taehyung was clean. What could it be? I began to wonder more about him, and my heart began to yearn for him. The large hand that grabbed me made me feel embarrassed and ticklish. The night air was chilly, but our air was warm.
One clear!