Chapter 4

                                    

                                          
Monday, Yoona woke up and got ready for her work. She planned to have her breakfast somewhere.
                          
She was about to head to the bus stop when suddenly a car stopped beside her. She was thinking who on earth owns such a beautiful car. Gosh, it's familiar as well.
                          
"Hi Yoona!" Upon hearing the voice, she mentally facepalmed. How could I forget it's his car.
                          
She bent down and greeted him at the car window, "Hi Sehun."
                          
"Get in, I'll give you a ride." 
                          
"There's no need for that, Sehun." She rejected kindly.
                          
"Are you going somewhere else?"
                          
"Yeah. I'm going to somewhere." She said. She thought her boss would let her go on her own, but too bad,
                          
"I'll bring you to the somewhere then."
                          
Yoona froze. There's really no where to flee. She mentally sighed.
                          
"Get in, Yoona. Let's go." The voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
                          
She could only get in the car obediently.
                          
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"So where are you going?" Sehun asked.
                          
"Vivapolo Restaurant."
                          
"For breakfast?"
                          
"Yes."
                          
"Mind if I join? I hadn't take my breakfast either."
                          
"Sure." Yoona smiled. She knew this coming and she already knew Sehun would want to join.
                          
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There were many pictures on the wall. Looks like family pictures, but mostly a boy and a girl's individual photos.
                          
"Omma! I'm here!"
                          
Sehun was startled. Omma? He widened his eyes. I thought...
                          
While waiting for the lady to come out, Sehun looked at the pictures trying to calm his nervousness.
                          
He squinted his eyes and saw a familiar figure.
                          
"Isn't this Chanyeol?" He raised his eyebrows.
                          
"Well actually his mother owns this shop."
                          
"So you were calling for his mother?"
                          
"Yes."
                          
Sehun sighed in relief.
                          
"Yoona-yah!" A lady walked towards them.
                          
"Omma!" Yoona exclaimed and they hugged each other.
                          
"Omma, this is Sehun, Chanyeol knows him too."
                          
"Annyeonghaseyo, nice to meet you." Sehun bowed.
                          
"Such a polite boy. Chanyeol is my son, if you're his friend or Yoona's friend, then you're my son too. Just call me omma or eommoni if you want." She said patting Sehun's shoulder. "What would you like to eat?"
                          
Sehun looked at Yoona, not knowing what to eat.
                          
"Just 2 set of my usuals will do, omma." Yoona smiled. "Let me help out in the kitchen."
                          
"It's fine, Yoona-yah. Just help me treat Sehun." She grinned and left to the kitchen.
                          
"So you know this restaurant is because of Chanyeol?"