"Mindy?"
The server, who wore a black dress, was surprised when Henry called her name, "Wait, you still remember my name?"
"Huh? Why wouldn't I? We dated for a while in uni," Henry raised his brow.
"I don't know, I mean, you had a lot of girls back then, I thought I'm just one of your side pieces, that's why we broke up, right?"
"Oh, that—haha—" Henry felt awkward after realizing that he was the one who fucked up.
Mindy was one of his ex-girlfriend back in university. She was a shy girl who didn't have many friends. They met at a house party held by one of Henry's friends. Like a wallflower, she stood at the corner of the room, drinking the soda alone.
She looked uncomfortable and was busy on her phone, so Henry approached her out of goodwill, thinking it was quite weird that kind of awkward girl would attend this kind of crazy house party.
He still remembered the sentence that came out of Mindy's lips the moment he approached her.
