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( song of the day :
jazz bar - dreamcatcher )

yuta went out to have a drink with his two friends from college : lee jiyeon and kim mingyu. after fully consuming the contents of his second soju bottle, he plastered a bright smile of satisfaction.

"so," mingyu leaned forward as if he was trying to tell him something really important once the boy's refreshment from drinking subsided, "where's your girlfriend?"

he chuckled with a volume that was enough to be heard by the other customers around them. "why would i even need one? i have finances to deal with for fuck's sake!"

"you need one for emotional support! what happened to the tinder profile we made for you last time?" jiyeon asked. once she saw how near yuta's phone was to her, she slid it away from the table to her fingertips, ready to open his untouched dating app. "password?"

"#yutaforceo."

both mingyu and jiyeon smiled at his ridiculous passcode. after having the app fully loaded, they scrolled down the numerous images of women, some even being a little too nude for any of their likings.

amidst the silence running in their air, the two of them exclaimed mere gibberish in unison, pointing towards an image of a girl's side profile on yuta's iphone screen. her eyes naturally curled up like those of a cat, accompanied by one of the quirked sides of her lips tinged with red. a slender hand covered her cheek.

"shin..saebyul?" yuta had to squint to view the small letters of his phone from a distance, since his eyesight was like a window that was not maintained for thirty year. "wow, she is hot."

jiyeon already started her rapid way of typing, a smirk seen on her face. "let's go get your mrs. nakamoto."

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byul was alerted once her phone's tinder notification sound echoed in her small room. you don't know how much she's been waiting to hear that all day. she immediately opened the app.

nakamoto yuta.

"ooh, he's japanese," she commented upon viewing his name. the boy on the screen wore a black face mask and aviator glasses that was enough to cover most of his features, but she still found him somewhat physically attractive. "i can konnichiwa and aishiteru. he is absolutely perfect for me."

but as he stared deeper into yuta's profile picture, she couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. it was like she had a previous interaction with the boy himself that she just couldn't put her finger on. she felt like she knew him from somewhere. it continuously bothered her as minutes of thinking passed by.

eh, it's probably just déjà vu. nothing serious.

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