To: Mark Tuan
Hey. This is Jinyoung. When are you free? I’m planning to return the borrowed shirt and pants.
Jinyoung pressed the send button and continued to monitor the flow of the music during his shift. Just when he was about to put down his phone on the table, it lighten up already due to new message. Woah. That player is quick huh. Before he opened the message, a new message was received again.
From: Mark Tuan
Tomorrow, 10am at Yongsan International Circuit! ;)
From: Mark Tuan
See you :*
Jinyoung rolled his eyes at the disgusting flirty emoticons. He ignored the message and drank his carbonated cola. This is going to be a long ing night of sitting.
9am at Korea International Circuit.
Jinyoung was there earlier than the said time. It was a huge place and he doesn’t know where exactly the player is. He doesn’t even know why they are meeting in this kind of place in the first place. He sent a lot of messages to Mark and even called him but he wasn’t answered. Jinyoung’s already feeling stuffy since he doesn’t like the idea of waiting in vain.
Damn you ing Mark Tuan. If you don’t ing answer I’m gonna forget I borrowed something from you. Jinyoung breathe in while impatiently tapping his foot on the ground, waiting for the player to answer.
“Sorry, the number you dialed…” .
Jinyoung was about to go home when he saw Mark’s name on the screen inside the Yongsan Station. He found out that Mark has a motorcycle race game at 9am today.
Motorcycle race game? He should’ve said it so that I could’ve waited inside. That stupid idiot!