False Hope

I turn around and I see a guy smiling at me. I greet him with a bow. I look around if there was anyone else in the green house. I see no on else but him.

" do you like the flowers?" He ask again

I didn't say anything but just nod back. In his hand he have a pair of scissor. He walks around before cutting a bunch of flowers. He told me to follow him and I did. But I was conscious of his every movement because this is my first time meeting and I'm alone in this giant green house with him. We walk to the very end of the green house. There was a table with other cutted flowers. Different colors of ribbons and papers.

It was silent as we both stood there. He went behind the table and begin to arrange the flowers. I could hear the loud droplet if water bouncing off of the green house. Behind him I see a coffee maker. It makes me wonder how he is receiving electricity, I notice the electricity outlet.

It was already dark outside and the raining have not subside yet. He gestures me to sit down and begins to pour me a cup of coffee. I could smell the sweetness of the scent. I drink the coffee but could only taste the black liquid. There was no sugar added to it, just plain black coffee. I didn't like it. I prefer something sweet. Although, I could taste the bitterness, I took another sip of the coffee and enjoy every bit of it.

The sound of rain drops surrounds me as I try to escape reality. I close me eyes and open them again. The guy who I just met an hour ago gave me a gentle smile and took a sip of his coffee. He proceed to wrap the flowers. there haven't been any words exchanged between us since we met. I quietly study his future. He notice me starring at him, his lip curls up.

"I know I am handsome but it is rude to stare miss..." he said

"My apologies, I didn't mean to be rude. Can I ask you a question?" I ask

"You already did." He grins

"Do you own this green house?" I proceed

"It belongs to my aunt but she let me tend the flowers. Here since you like flowers take this bouquet as a gift from me. I don't know what kind of flowers you like so I pick ones that would compliment your beautiful features." He reply

"Oh...thank you, you're really kind." I blush

"My name is Baekhyun, I come here to look after the flowers every Sundays, Tuesdays, and Fridays. You could come here anytime you want, I'll be here."

Suddenly my phone rings. I received a call from Her in, she must be wondering why I am not home yet. I grab the bouquet and bid him goodbye. I step outside of the green house, a gust of cold wind push against my body. It was slightly raining, mist. I held out my hands, my palm facing upward. The droplet of water lightly lands on my hand and body. I hear the guy calling out to me. I slightly turn my head back before fully turning my body toward the entrance. He hands me an umbrella telling me that it might begin raining heavily again.

I gladly took the umbrella from his hand. I open the large black umbrella that could fit two people and begin to walk toward my dorm. There we're still a few people out walking. Some probably just got off work. High school student hanging out, some heading off to hagwon. College student going on dates. Ahjussi drinking soju.

I walk to a food vendor. I look at the ajumma as she smile at me. I ask her how much the fish cakes are. I bought one to munch on my way back. It was hard to balance the bouquet or flowers and umbrella as I eat.

I finally got inside my dorm. I set the umbrella down and place the flowers on our coffee table in the living room. Yerin comes out if her room and sat down next to me. She was busy texting before realizing the bouquet of flowers. Her mouth gaps open before bombarding me with questions.

"Uh, what was his name? I don't remember, I know it starts it a 'B' know you he is kind if cute. If I do go again I'll take you with me." I said

I put the flowers in a vase I made in me ceramic class. I smile as I smile the flower. They are sweet just like coffee. Maybe black coffee isn't so bad. I look at the umbrella, on the handle, there was something written on.

"Baekhyun..." i mutter out if my breath

His name is Baekhyun. I smile as I stood up to go to my bed room. I flop on my bed and look to my right. My camera came into view. Ugh, what am I going to do. I need a camera for my photography class. I grab the camera.

I could still smell the after scent if the coffee that was skilled in it. I close my eyes and let out a sigh, it is still rain outside. I could hear the the water hitting earth and the concrete. I wonder if Baekhyun is still at the green house.

I close my eyes and sHifted off to dream land. I didn't even take off my makeup, I was too tired to even move from my bed. It continue to rain through out the night.

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