awkward.
Isn't it so wonderful when you know that you don't have to go for work or school because it is the weekend? You just feel so excited and happy because you don't have to wake up early, right? Well that is what Hana had kept in mind before pulling her covers over her body and peacefully drifting away in her dreams.
She was wrong. After grabbing her phone the next morning and squinting her sleepy eyes to check the time, her eyes widened.
"Monday!? What the hell!?" She screamed before tripping off the bed in an hurry to get ready.
"Mrs Hyun must be waiting for me! Oh my gosh! What about the meeting!? I am going to be fired!" Hana shouted while tying her tangled hair which she had brushed in a hurry, but failed miserably to tame them.
"Who cares about shower? I will just use perfume today." Hana quickly sprayed herself with the perfume, not keeping in mind the amount of perfume she sprayed herself with which led her to cough till her eyes turned red.
After grabbing all her necessary things, she slipped her feet in her shoes not really minding the odd coloured socks which she was wearing. With the last glance at herself in the mirror, she ran towards the elevator.
.
.
Her heart which was already beating fast after all the running, was beating even more faster now after seeing who was already in the elevator. She felt goosebumps over her neck but just ignored the fact that she was now with her ex in the elevator.
Only the two of them.
The elevator was now filled with the air of awkwardness and the strong smell of the perfume which Hana had sprayed all over her body without a second thought. Taehyung coughed a little. He tried to suppress it but he couldn't do it anymore. So, he coughed and coughed which made a slight pink colour to spread over Hana's cheeks out of regret and embarrassment.
"I am sorry. I-I applied too much perfume in hurry." Hana stuttered.
Oh wow. She talked to me after five months! He thought.
Taehyung just gave a little nod.
He too was feeling his heart not beating at a normal pace. He kept glancing towards the figure of his once-beloved-girlfriend.
"I swear if this isn't awkward! I wish I just didn't took the elevator today!" Taehyung thought while biting his lower lip nervously and restlessly looking at the numbers, waiting them to let him out of this box as soon as possible.
The elevator suddenly jerked making both of them lose their balance. Hana glanced at Taehyung with a little bit of confusion and shock on her face. The number of the floor stopped changing.
"We are stuck." Taehyung spoke making Hana lock the eye contact with him.
"No no no! I am already late to work! How are we supposed to get out now!?" Hana's voice trembled as her grip tightened on her folders which she held tight against her chest. Taehyung shrugged all the awkwardness and came closer to Hana, holding her hands softly.
Hana looked up in surprise.
"W-what are you doing?" Hana stuttered feeling the hair on her neck stand up.
"Don't shout so much. You are going to finish the oxygen in here." A smirk formed on Taehyung's face as he let go of her hand, making her glare at him before cursing under her breath.
