Yuri was a geek. She always had a book in her hands and was often engrossed in it. Often, she wouldn’t noticed if someone was calling out to her. That was how focused she was when it came to reading. However, there was an exception and it came in the form of a blonde named Jessica Jung who stayed in the room a few doors away.
Jessica moved into the dormitory two months ago. She was on an exchange program and it so happened there was a vacancy in the dormitory that was on the same level as Yuri. Yuri hadn’t noticed her existence if not for the brief conversation they shared when Jessica wanted to ask if she needed to label her items she wanted to put into the fridge at the shared kitchen. It was then Yuri experienced a heart-stopping moment as she spoke face to face with the newbie. It was the start of polite greetings and casual small talks whenever they met at the dormitory. Due to their different schedules at university, they didn’t get to each other often. Therefore, Yuri cherished the brief moments they chatted whenever they bumped into each other at the dormitory.
Yuri popped into the cafe she usually frequented to get her usual cuppa. It was late afternoon and she wanted to take a quick break before the evening peak hour crowd rushed in.
There was only a handful of people in the cafe and most of them were queuing up for takeaways. Yuri joined the end of the queue and waited patiently.
“Stop bothering me, Min. I made myself very clear the last time!”
The sudden exclamation made everyone in the cafe turn their heads in the direction of the commotion for a moment. One of the women at the table stood up and slung her bag over her shoulder.
Be the reason someone smiles today.
The bright yellow taxi came to a stop by the side of the road. A tall slender woman stepped out of the driver’s door and went to the back of the taxi where a lady passenger was standing.
“Good morning madam, I’m Yuri. Let me help you put your shopping bags into the boot while you take a seat in the car,” Yuri greeted with a smile.
Yuri took a glance in the rearview mirror and noticed the woman was fanning herself with a brochure. She quickly lowered the temperature of the air-conditioning in her taxi, hoping to make it a more comfortable ride for her passenger.
“Is there a sale at Marks and Spencers? I noticed you bought quite a number of stuff from there.”
Jessica had just finished shifting her stuff into her new apartment. It wasn’t easy for her to persuade her parents that she wanted to stay on her own and be more independent. She had been spoilt by her parents since young and they were concerned that their only daughter was living away from them. She promised that she would visit them as often as she could on the weekends.
Jessica was a creature of habit. She would wake up at 7am sharp, get out of the house by 8am and take a slow walk to the office, arriving at 8.30am. On this particular morning, she noticed there was a new store along the row of shops she passed every morning. It was a tiny takeaway store selling coffee and waffles.