Unraveled (1/1)

Mi Kyong’s POVI get there about 30 minutes early. I sit at a table near a window and drink my coffee, wondering what I would say to him when he arrived. High on caffeine and anxiety, my hands were a trembling mess. Look at you Athena, reduced to the weak pathetic girl from just a boy. I think to myself and wipe my hands on my skirt for the umpteenth time.Will he come? Will he come? Will he come? The doubt whispers to me again and again. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, soaking the rays of sunshine. Does my hair look okay? Oh God, where is he? I ask myself, looking down at my watch again. Only five minutes had passed, he wasn’t due for another 25 minutes.I’m drowned in a sea of insecurities and doubts as I tap my fingers on the table. 10 minutes passed and I’d finished my coffee. I wave the waiter over and ask for a refill. Another 5 minutes, my mug is dry again. Waiter, I need a refill. 5 minutes later and I need another refill. The waiter asks me if I’m okay and advises me to slow down on the coffee. I switch to tea instead.Now I have too much caffeine in my system. I feel the overwhelming urge to pee but I’m sure that’s just the anxiety and adrenaline kicking in. Having three cups of coffee in my system wasn’t going to help either. I look at my watch and see that there are three minutes before Jonghyun is due to arrive. I could make it to the bathroom and back in time right?Jonghyun’s POVI stand outside the café door for 10 minutes. Is she here already? Did she come? I wonder if she hurts like me. I ask myself these questions, debating with myself on whether to enter the door or not. I will my feet to move forwards but another part of my mind keeps me frozen there in place. I stare at my watch. Waiting. Wondering. Hurting.The time comes and I take a deep breath. I couldn’t put this off any longer. I walk slowly into the café hearing the bells chiming after me. I see a group of girls chatting away sipping their mocha lattes or Frappuccinos or whatever the “hip” drink is these days. A young couple cuddles in the corner and I’m reminded of some of my better days in a youthful love that I’ve failed to rekindle.I scan the coffee shop for Mi Kyong to no avail. I see an empty table with a half-finished cup of tea but I see no signs of Mi Kyong. My chest deflates in dejection as I face the harsh reality that she didn’t want to see me today. Stupid stupid stupid. I curse myself, why would she want to see you when she’s already getting married to another man? I turn around to head out the door but just as I push the door open, I hear a high voice call my name. I turn around to see Mi Kyong standing there, slightly frazzled and I raise an eyebrow. She gestures over to the table with the half-finished tea and I realize that she most likely stepped out for a moment to go to the bathroom or something. I berate myself mentally for being so overdramatic. Just relax, its two adults meeting to have a coffee. I think to myself, given, two adults that were once very passionately in love, but two adults nonetheless.“I’m going to get some coffee.” I say, walking towards the large overhead me