You're slowly killing yourself

It was unbearably hot outside. But it was also unbearably beautiful! Birds sang songs, you could hear grasshoppers, you could also hear the steps of people always rushing somewhere and the hum of cars. At that time, Kharinne was walking down the stairs of her house, she had an appointment with her friends at 12:00. -Oh no!! 11:49 I'm late!! She threw on an oversized hoodie, put a baseball cap on her head and was about to leave when her mother’s gentle voice, as always, was heard straight from the kitchen. - Honey, where are you going? The girl turned around. - Oh, I'm going for a walk with my friends. -Okay, but don't stay long! - Well, mom, I’m already 17 years old! “Okay, okay, I’m joking!” And Kharinne’s mother began to cook something again. - How can you not?! But I’ve been waiting for this for so long!—Kharinne tried to no avail to persuade the girls to come to the meeting when they tried to turn her away. “No, is this normal?!” Karinne had already stopped her futile attempts and began to talk to herself. While she was walking, she saw a man in a black hood who was constantly looking back at her, but she did not pay attention to him, by the way, in vain. She kept thinking about her friends: “Talk until the last moment about a meeting at the club, and then not come.” Oh yes, Kharinne was a very naive, kind and trusting girl. That is why no one communicated with her, but this is far from the only reason. As for her appearance, she was ideal: she had an hourglass figure, medium-length brown and thick hair, a clean face without pores or pimples, and snow-white skin like ivory. She had a delightful nightingale voice, danced perfectly and could easily read any rap. Everyone envied her, because in our time many people dreamed of performing on a huge stage, having several million subscribers on cellular networks, etc. But not everyone had the opportunity, but Kharinne, on the contrary, had every chance. Soon Kharinne saw a cafe that she had never been to. It looked amazing, and the girl decided to visit it. Unfortunately or fortunately, there were no empty seats except.... The one that was next to the man. Kharinne found him quite attractive. —Excuse me, is this place free? You just understand, all the seats are taken, this is the only thing, can I sit with you? The guy just nodded. This young man's name was Mijie. He was about 18 years old. He is brown-haired and also has shining brown eyes, like bronze or precious stones. He also had white and clear skin, it seemed like he also wanted to become an idol. On the guy’s table there was mushroom pizza, sushi, tea with mint and lemon and a jug of water. “I’ll take an espresso,” said the girl. “Is that all?” asked the waiter. -Yes, that's all. The waiter wrote something down in his notebook and left, leaving two completely strangers alone. The man who sat opposite the Kharinne woman seemed quite cold-blooded, greedy and angry, but everything was far from it... Both looked at each other, then Mijie looked away and began to eat sushi. About 15 minutes later, the waiter came up with a cup of coffee, left the drink on the table and left again. Kharinne raised the cup of espresso closer to her, took a light sip from it and suddenly suddenly put it back and raised her hand to her mouth. “Are you all right?” the guy asked. -Yes, it’s just very hot, it seemed to me that I burned my tongue... Mijie went about his business again. **And his voice is not so rude... I wonder what he’s like inside...** the girl thought and took a sip of coffee again, the boy looked at her, *And his gaze is also not so stern... * probably thought whether the girl would scream or not, but fortunately the drink was no longer so hot. After 30 minutes, the waiter came up and told Kharinne that if she had finished, he would bring the check sheet. -Yes, I'm finished. The waiter brought the check sheet and asked for payment. The girl put her hand into a small purse. But not finding a penny there, her heart sank; unfortunately, she also did not have a bank card or the Internet, and she did not yet have a black card of Korea. “Oh God!” she screamed and began to convince the waiter that she would run home and immediately return all the money, but he didn’t believe it and didn’t care about the campaign, he just repeated one phrase: **We will register you and there will be a forfeit.** Kharinne was already in tears because she didn’t want to register—srs Azu would become a disgrace to the family, and she would have to say goodbye to her idol career. But then Mijie intervened: -Okay, if you don’t believe the girl, I’ll pay myself. He gave the money to the waiter, and he left dissatisfied. “Thank you very much!” the girl thanked. “Yes, this is nothing..What’s your name?” he accidentally asked a second question. “Kharinne,” the girl answered, “And you?” Mijie..—the guy answered after a little hesitation. “You seem to have a very rare and beautiful name... I’ve never met anyone like that,” Kharinne answered timidly. “R-really?” Mijie asked. -Why do you ask? “Oh, forget it, it’s just... no one has ever told me that before... everyone just said how ugly I and my name are,” and he rolled his eyes. “Ah..well, okay, I have to go,” she was about to leave, when he stopped her, grabbing her hand. The girl stopped abruptly and slowly turned around. Both blushed. Mijie let go of the girl's hand. - I mean... I... thought... I... actually, can you give me... your number..? -Uh, of course.. Kharinne wrote her number on a piece of paper and gave it to the guy. -Bye! -See you later! **Today was a strange day..., —the girl thought already in her room,— Mijie... a very beautiful name... I want to know more about him!** Dink—Dink **Message from an unknown number** "Hello! It's me—Mijie, don't lose my number please!" **Okay, —thought Kharinne.— Okay... tomorrow I have an audition for JYP entertainment, I need to get a good night's sleep** and went to bed.