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Lost days, pictures fade.
A second chance, 6
Sunday, November 29, 2009

Sungmin's POV(for this chapter, I just felt like it lol;_;)

"Thank you, please come again~" I bid the customer goodbye as he left the shop. Actually, I didn't really feel as happy as my voice sounded. I was really tired. I burned the midnight oil last night studying the topic for next year. Some people say I'm psychotic for studying so early, but next year is my third year, in other words, my last year in school. And I want to graduate with flying colours too.
Another customer passed me a bottle of coke and I scanned it. Before I could say "$.145" to him, he already put the money on the counter. Feeling weird, I looked at him and my eyes widened. "Aren't you Kyuhyun?" I asked. He looked at me, first came shock, then astonishment. "Woah, what're you doing here?!" He shouted. It was really embarrassing since I was still working.
"I work here." I answered. ""I can see that, but you live around here?"
"A few blocks away." I took the money on the counter and put it in the cash register.
"I see, hmm.. Sorry to bother, but is this job why you only visit her once a week?"
"I wouldn't put it that way, I have to study too."
"You're in high school?"
"Yeah, what about you?"
"Same here. What time is it now?" I looked at my blue digital watch. "6.50" I replied him.
"I think I got to go then, I'll talk to you some other time." He seemed really anxious to leave but reluctant. "Bye." I forced out, trying not to show how saddened I was that he had to leave. I mean, I didn't have any special feelings towards him, it's just that I was sad he couldn't stay a little longer. My shift was about to end soon anyways. A sigh escaped my mouth as soon as Kyuhyun was out of earshot.
Heeyoung, my co-worker approached me. "Who was that?"
"Oh, uh, he's a guy I met at the hospital."
"I see.. Well, can't let ourselves get distracted at work~!"
"Yeah." Hmm. Actually, she isn't just a co-worker. She was my ex-classmate in middle school, but then her parents forced to enter a girls only high school, so we didn't really meet until I found this job.
I wanted to depend on myself, even though my mother is a well paid lawyer and my father is a business man, I didn't want to depend on them for money. I want to support myself. So I went around hunting for a job until I ran into Heeyoung. She told me she was working in a convenience shop and that they're looking for workers. It's pay isn't bad too.
I continued to work for a few minutes more until it was 7.20pm. "I'm off, bye Heeyoung!" shouted as I opened the door. "See you tomorrow~" She shouted back.
As I walked back home, I looked back on my day, it was the same as the other days, except that I met Kyuhyun. A small grin formed on my face as I remembered my short conversation with him.

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