Our Fate
First Meet

New York, USA

This was the twenty-eighth day since Sora in New York, a lot of things happened as he started his internship.

By the time he entered the UN office, most of the contents were people who were thirty and above. Sora is not twenty years old. Sora also believes that he is the youngest in the building.

Sora obtained the position of International Consultant, his duties such as directing each country representative, to foster international cooperation in social development. Even though he was only an apprentice and not a core part, he did not believe he could get the position.

Sora was not too difficult to adapt, but one thing he regretted. Cannot speak French. At the UN itself there are several languages that must be mastered, one of which is French. While he can only speak Japanese, the reason is because he likes everything related to Japan.

Proficient in Korean and Indonesian because both parents, proficient in English because they learn from books, while on his own desire he chose Japanese. Plus he was once one of the exchange students during junior high school.

So, not being able to speak French just became one of the regrets in her.

Sora sighed once more, it was already the umpteenth time he did it because of the burden of his current thoughts. He needs a picnic.

Since his internship at the United Nations, he demanded that he must study humans in other parts of the world. The thesis he was also working on further added to the burden of his mind.

Sora walked slowly towards the coffee shop around his office. The place is not too big, but quite crowded because many office workers who stop for a while before starting their morning activities. Like Sora at the moment, he ordered a glass of coffee.

Sora does not really like coffee, the reason is because it is bitter. But staying up late while working on the thesis, makes it need caffeine. Sora took his order and began to look for an empty place, when he wanted to put his coffee glass, a tray containing three coffee cups also landed on the empty table.

Sora looked at the three men who had already looked at him first. Sora had to raise his chin high when he saw the three tall men. Given Sora's height of only 160cm, it was natural that his neck hurt to see the horde of men. Feeling awkward, Sora finally relented.

"Ah, sorry, I'd better drink it outside." Sora said with a stiff smile.

"No!" Prevent the tallest man. "We're out."

But what happened was, one of the three men chose to sit down casually, then his hand reached into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a pack of cigarettes whose contents were already half, light the lighter and burn a cigarette that has stuck to his mouth.

Sora was stunned by the way the man lit his cigarette. Very relax. Like a cigarette it's just a candy. Sora loves. Sora regained his attention to the man's appearance, his pale, vampire-like complexion - Sora thought he was Edward Cullen's cousin. The hat, jacket, clock and earrings she used somehow caught Sora's attention.

And then with his style that is too relaxed, take the cake that is on the tray which of course is still closely held by the tallest man, then chew it.

"Hyung, that's not polite." Said the tall man.

He simply threw his face in another direction.

"You guys from Korea?" Sora asked as Namjoon rebuked Yoongi using Korean.

"Oh, right! You either?"

Sora nodded.

"Then I introduce, I am Namjoon, this is Hoseok, and the one sitting is Yoongi." Said Namjoon who introduced all his friends.

"I'm sorry for Hyung-ku's attitude"

"Ah it's okay." Reply Sora awkwardly.

"Sitting together?" Namjoon asked who displayed his best smile, with the bonus of sweet dimples.

Sora could not resist, rather he wanted to get to know the man who had already stolen his attention. Sora put down his coffee glass as well as the laptop he had been hugging since.

"Do you live here?" Namjoon asked Sora.

"No, I'm just an intern here." Reply Sora.

Namjoon just nodded his head in understanding, from earlier the man smiled at Sora. His reserves continued to look at Sora, while Sora occasionally glanced at the silent-looking Yoongi, with no interest in joining the chat. Yoon-gi further avoids looking at Sora, as if she does not like joining a woman.

Sora occasionally laughed at the silly jokes of a Hoseok. Sora can already judge the three, the sociable Hoseok, the smart-looking Namjoon and the introverted Yoongi. Sora loved being around them.

"This is Hyung's third, stop." Said Hoseok who was worried about Yoongi's health.

"It's none of your business." Reply Yoongi ketus.

Sora keeps his eyes on Yoon-gi who is still loyal to her cigarette, for some reason Sora can't stop looking at her. He was eager to chat with Yoon-gi. But, seeing him who was difficult to chat with, made Sora think hard how next.

Sora excuses Namjoon for opening his laptop for a moment, Sora's intention to reply to some emails before he gets to the office. As he pulls out the laptop from the same sized bag as his laptop, Yoongi's attention is distracted. Sora immediately caught the movement of Yoongi who was watching his laptop.

"Gumcha!" Sora muttered because his guess was right.

"Sorry, did you say something?" Namjoon asked who happened to be sitting close to Sora.

"No. Maybe just your feelings." Reply Sora.

Sora could not help his smile, he analyzed if Yoon-gi was a luxury. But Sora could not say if Yoon-gi was a materialist, because if he realized that the bag Sora was wearing was an expensive bag, Yoon-gi would have glanced at him in the first place.

Sora closes his laptop when he feels he's done replying to some important emails, he still wants to be there. He'll be late entry.

"Well you know where you're interning?" Ask Hoseok.

"Ah, I'm interning at the UN office." Reply Sora and get a great response from Namjoon and Hoseok.

"Waahhh you're so great! How can they accept an intern?" Ask Namjoon.

"This is just a lucky break, initially just a fad because it wants a thesis. Uh, yunya accepted. I'm shocked too."

"Oh, what department?"

"Antropology." Sora replied with a smile, this time he accidentally caught Yoon-gi staring at him.

It looks like Sora has managed to grab Yoongi's attention, because ever since Sora took out her laptop, Yoon-gi has increasingly intensely turned her eyes towards Sora.

Not long after, Sora's phone rang. Sora immediately picked her up after previously he had excused her for picking up the phone.

"I think I should go, there's a sudden meeting." Sora said after he was done with his phone call.

"If you need anything, you can call me." Continue Sora and hand over a card to Namjoon.

"Thank you for the chat this morning." Say it again while bowing politely.

Sora immediately left the three men without having time for them to reply to the words spoken by Sora.

Sora comes out of the coffee shop feeling happy, he accidentally gives Namjoon his business card so they can still communicate. It was one way that he could get close to Yoon-gi, the man who had already stolen Sora's heart for the first time.

Using Namjoon to get close to Yoon-gi is a pretty nasty thing, but Sora won't let go of Yoon-gi just like that. He was already enamored with the pale man.

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Hoseok, Yoon-gi, and Nam-joon limp after they finish getting advice from their mentor. After a long day of training on how to learn to be a qualified rapper, they were finally able to go home. Simple rental houses provided by the agency, became their main destination after a tired day.

Hoseok who fell asleep on the floor, Yoon-gi laid himself in a soft sofa, and Namjoon who was sitting while playing his phone did not want to move in the slightest.

Namjoon remembered that with Sora's business card still in his pants pocket, he reached into it and immediately read the name listed there.

"Kang Sora, what an interesting girl." Namjoon muttered with a faint smile on his face.

"What do you think?"

"I like him, his son is friendly." Reply Hoseok.

"If Hyung?"

"Through." Reply to Yoon-gi without opening his eyes.

"You sure Hyung?"

Yoongi sighed heavily, he hated if his sleep was disturbed. "Do you not understand the language I speak?"

Namjoon smiled at Yoon-gi, who was always angry if his sleep was disturbed, just like a lion.

Namjoon was still paying attention to the card bearing the name of Sora, the dimple owner's man was very interested in Sora. Especially when conversing with her, Sora was able to adjust herself in an instant. The language he spoke sounded polite and friendly, and the little thing that attracted Namjoon.

Namjoon closed his eyes, it was time for bed. Wish he could dream of Sora tonight.

Maybe Namjoon has lost his mind.