Day 2. It had been day 2 and she still hadn't found who she was looking for. Sana angrily thumbed at her phone, sliding through different menus and options before decisively pressing down on the touchscreen. Maybe this time...? Bright colors zoomed across her phone as cheerful jingles filled the earbuds in her ears. 2 stars. 2 stars. 2 stars. Once again Sana tapped at the screen to skip past the useless pulls. Nine out of the ten were worthless two stars, but the last one was at least a guaranteed three star or higher thanks to pulling in a bundle, so maybe it'll be the one...? ...Nope. Three stars. And one she had pulled a while back to boot. Sana pouted to herself. It was day 2 of this stupid gacha event and she had yet to pull the exclusive Five Star Blorbo. That meant she would have to grind out another few hours just for a chance to get him. Either that or pay actual cash money for a shot. She shivered at the idea of being so desperate. There was still most of the week left, surely luck would shine down on her.
In the mean time Sana decided to head out, keeping her head low against the crowd as she focused on her phone once again and checking her messages. Man. She couldn't believe this dude was bothering her again. She wanted to delete the message outright but thought better of it for now and pocketed the device. As she passed the various windows of different shops, they reflected her and the crowd she was following along with. Dark skin. Black hair with red tips, with long bangs on either side of her face and the back of her hair had been tied up just behind her head so it almost looked like it bloomed in the same way a crimson flower might. She tugged at the leather choker on her neck to get it in a more comfortable position, but she was at least thankful the weather had allowed her to get away with wearing her favorite black jacket and similarly shaded ripped jeans.
After entering the small store and placing her order, Sana sat patiently at one of the tiny tables, once again fiddling on her phone. Her head rested on a free hand which was propped up against the table itself and she looked up with a disinterested look as more people came into the shop, but she raised an eyebrow as the group were...doing light exercises? And one of them was...well, he sure ain't no Blorbo, but he was still someone Sana was more than happy to see. A small hint of a smile was all she allowed herself, instead of the full blown laughter she wanted to go for. Still, curiosity had got the best of her and she just had to know what the deal was. Sana steeled herself and walked up to the counter where one of the guys was seemingly stuck in a mid-lunge.
"Are you...what are you doing?" Despite her best efforts, Sana had to cover her mouth with her hand to hide the growing smile on her lips.
As Jin waited for the order, he heard the girl's question beside him. He turned his head and it was as he feared, the girl to which the voice belonged was looking right at him, covering her mouth. It was no secret, she was trying not to laugh. Jin straightened up and faced her, nervously rubbing the back of his neck with his palm. Was his palm actually this sweaty, or was it his neck that was sweaty from all the lunges?
"I uh, well, it's exactly what it looked like, my friends and I were doing some light lunges when we decided to stop for a crepe, heh." Honesty was the best policy, right?
Sana couldn't help but let a out a giggle.
"Sorry, I'm not laughing at you, it's just that you must be serious about your routines if you keep going even when going for sweets!" He looked exactly how she remembered him, except maybe... "Dude, how big are your arms?" She made an obvious glance towards Jin's biceps, or maybe lack thereof. Still, there was some definition there. "Do you have a personal coach or something? I don't think they were that big last time."
She giggled. She started checking him out, eyeing his arms and making comments and questions about his workout routine, and Jin felt flustered. This was new, a girl approaching him in public and showing interest, at least that's what he thought this was. It was like something out of a movie, and all it took was Jin dying and doing squats like an idiot in the afterlife for something to happen. Jin smiled and nervously scratched his nose like he had an itch, unsure of what to do with his hands.
"It's funny you mention a coach, I, uh..." He trailed off. "I... Wait." His smile turned into confusion. "What do you mean 'last time?'"
Her smile faltered. Sana looked down, more than a little dejected. Still, it made sense.
"You don't remember me, huh? Nah that--that tracks. It was only during an afternoon and was for a little bit of time--"
"Hot fudge sundae, order up!" One of the workers at the pick-up counter yelled out, snapping Sana out of her train of thought.
"That's me," she said simply before making her way to her to grab her ice cream. Once there, she took the receipt and flipped it over, using the tied up nearby pen to scribble something on the back side. Before leaving the store, she sheepishly headed towards Jin and pushed the receipt with her name and phone number onto him. "I gotta get to work, but shoot me a text sometime, 'kay?" She winked. With that she quickly strode outside and was washed away with the crowd, pulling out her phone with her off-hand. She felt luckier already.
