The Art of Falling in Love with a Star

ed to hear how my phone kept on ringing as if the cal

it! What are you, a

seconds, not even caring if t

call totally. It was just a simple matter of double-clicking the button, but my weak morning thumb finger felt numb as I tried to l

pered. “Oh, got you!” I exclaimed whe

stare at the call to stall time, listen to the ringtone they used, or they’re just feeling lazy on their day-offs even to answ

ng inside through my double-hung window—which I intentionally left opened last night—and the sound of the birds c

eep again when my phone

d again, not even bothering

itated than I was earlier, I checked the caller’s name this

d a laugh, realizing how mu

again on the table. The line was silent; a wave of

you there?” I asked

immediately greeted me without even wa

my calls? Is everything alright? Don’t tell me you went out partying las

I couldn’t think o

ly still tucked in her bed because she forgot our supp

u talking about? Pl

ll check your calendar. You nev

n going to the grocery store or to the public library. There was nothing to be done today

tly? It’s so early for your loud s

early? And, for real?

r it is,

t up! It’s 10 a.m

was stil

pe tasting

ts—were intensely thrown at me, abundant enough to make sure I would wake up from my sleepiness and confusio

rm last night. I fell asleep in my living room

ocation. Well, that’s for my case since I often go there for the walnut pie and lemon tea or, sometimes, medium-sized iced americano—my favorite ones at her cafe. When you’re a developmental editor of

Sunday, so I don’t mind helping her. The problem was I slept late last night because I was working on a lengthy manuscript, and

of customers here earlier. They seemed to be some fangirls or something. I heard they saw some idol groups going this way. Ugh, th

Kayla is

brushing my hair. “Send me a message. I’m going to tak

way,” Kayla exclaimed happily, and then, there was a bee

to my room. Considering how it’s just another ordinary day, I decided to wear a long-sleeve, white shirt with a bit of print and straight boyfriend denim jeans. I just put on a little aloe vera-scented sunscreen

imed while stomping my feet as I felt

nd as I put my sling bag on me. It was Kayla.

Doesn’t she have this at he

d around after closing my door, my eyes immediately caught t

Is there a new ow

floor mat and leaned my ear on the door. Oh, I

te just even more,” I exclaim

*

it was kind of unusual, though. The weather forecaster reported that heavy rains would occur in a few weeks. I’d like that—I like rainy days. Reviewing and editing man

the place Kayla said so that I could buy our lunch. Many vehicles were alrea

color looked. He had his phone on his ears, saying business terms I am very much not familiar with. There was also a group of teenagers

inside. It was my first time coming to this restaurant. It’s just a tiny restaurant, but there are

the surrounding from the counter’s view looked like. There were tall indoor plants placed beside the windows with lace curtains slightly blocking the sunlight

so I sat down on the chair

space in my stomach since I’ll be tasting her new recipes. I quite didn’t understand Kayla when she talked to me about this plan of her. I mean,

er right now?” I heard the lady in pin

the other lady responded with exciteme

last album was so amazing it even rank

opular groups currently active right now, but sti

him all day!” the

e be releasing a fu

ear it will be

showed her phone

it will be yet anot

t agree more! Oh, he’s

eing their crushes play basketball or any sport during their school’s sports

eckoned again. “Thank God he also shares th

icle about a music producer was under the Music topic. I read some of the replies, and I could say that they were excited and happy seeing

eren’t that heavy, by the way— and started walking, with my eyes still fixed on my phone, trying to re

excitement a

When I slowly looked up, I caught only a glimpse of a man’s face as the sunlight blocked my sight for

ace on this glass door,” he said so firmly

a little irritation in his voice when he spoke. By t

but the man immediately walked away and left me there in

at’s w

or him to hear as he walked towards the counter. Looking at his posture, I could

ing, his back s

from walki

t on a thick glass door? Alright, you’re welcome!” he r

Pr

er time to flirt,

Flirt? Did you actually think I was fli

? You said I

id

m,

ng with you. It was a compliment.

ous? I was only jo

going to be fine