I, Mina, will stalk my girlfriend today.
A few days ago, Nana flat-out rejected me when I asked her to meet up on Saturday just giving me "I have things to do" as an excuse. What things that I don't know about does she have to do?
So this morning, I put on my best disguise and I am now waiting behind the bushes in the playground at Nana's apartment complex. I haven't really grown since I was in middle school, so I put on my middle school uniform. There was no way Nana or anyone would suspect that I was not actually a middle schooler when they saw me in this. It felt a bit embarrassing to wear it again, and a bit depressing that I still fit into it perfectly, but :sigh: a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
I had been hiding for at least a good hour or so, but I knew she'd come out for lunch, precisely because she rejected my suggestion that we go have lunch together.
Nana finally came out, dressed in her usual attire of casual t-shirts and jeans. Her hair was a bit messy and she looked like she didn't put any effort into looking good. This relieved me from my concerns a little because if she was going to meet 'someone special' (other than me!) she would have tried to look more presentable. I love this whacky and unkempt side of her though.
Oh no-, she's walking away now.
She walks so much quicker than me I have to practically jog just to keep up with her
:Huff:
:Puff:
This isn't easy for me, but I know I can do this. Just put your heart into it Mina!
Now I see her turning the corner. If I lose her here I might lose her for good. I gotta jog a little faster.
As I turn the corner I see that she is already so far off that now I have to do a full sprint. I'm really running out of breath but I can't give up. I have no reason to suspect my girlfriend, but how she so casually rejected me as if this wasn't a big deal made me think that she was up to something as if she was deliberately trying to come off as being aloof so that I wouldn't suspect, and that made her suspicious.
I then realize she is walking toward where I actually wanted to bring her this weekend – the new dessert shop nearby that just opened earlier in the week. It was all the rage and everyone was already talking about it on social media. Apparently, they had a signature dish called "Chocolate Disaster". I saw so many girls post the picture of it on their SNS. It was a chocolate cake topped with chocolate mousse, accompanied by a generously big ball of chocolate ice cream sitting on a chocolate brownie covered in chocolate syrup. They were even offering a hot chocolate drink at half price if you ordered this dish. I really wanted to bring Nana there… but now she's going there all by herself?!
My heart is breaking now as I see her enter the shop. So this really was it. She was going there by herself… but why? She isn't even that big of a fan of chocolates. Is it because of their super bitter Americano that I read about? I know she likes those yucky bitter things that I cannot drink, so if I went with her I probably ask her to get something else so we could share. Is Americano that important? Even more than me? To the extent that she'd go there by herself secretly so that she could drink them in peace?
I'm now pressing my face against the shop's window as I try to look inside.
This is bad.
I see that she is sitting with another girl, a very pretty girl who looks mature and elegant. The girl is now ruffling Nana's hair and she's making kind of cute smiles that she does not show me. The food and drinks haven't even arrived yet but they already look like they are having a good time and so happy to see each other. But what is this? That horrible woman is now putting her hand over Nana's hand that's resting on the table?! And Nana's not even pulling it away, which she does a lot when she's with me…
Now, this is the last straw.
You are busted, Nana.
I might forgive you if you sincerely repent your sins, but otherwise… we are over…
I kick the shop's door open and the bell on the door makes an unusually loud sound as it is violently shaken. Everyone in the café is looking at me now, but I couldn't care less.
"Nana!"
"Oh, hi Mina. Good timing"
"Good timing?! I caught you red-handed! What do you have to say for yourself?!"
"Hey, calm down and just sit down. Here"
Nana scoots over to one side to make a space for me to sit, I do not want to, but my body moves on its own and I go over and sit on the shared sofa like a puppy called up by her owner. Why am I doing this? Why am I still listening to her when she's treating me so badly? I hate it. I really hate it.
"Ah here it comes"
Nana says this as the waitress brings over the dishes that they must have ordered. It was two large cups of that infamously bitter americano and… Cholocate Disaster?
"I thought you'd want this, Mina"
Huh?
"Let me introduce you to my cousin. Her name is Nari and she's five years older than me. She's studying at college in a different city but came over to visit our family over the weekend. We were really close when we were young and she's always been so nice to me"
Cou- cousin?
"Nice to meet you, Mina. Thank you for taking care of my cousin"
"You… you are welcome… I guess…?"
"Nice clothes today, Mina"
Nana spoke jokingly and kek, I realize that I'm wearing my middle school uniform. Now would be a good time for the ground to open up so I can hide in it.
"I was going to meet up with my cousin today and thought I'd visit here first to check it out and see if you'd like to come here next time"
"…really?"
"Yeah. Anyway, try your Chocolate Disaster"
"You ordered this… knowing I was coming?"
"I saw you follow me so thought we might as well try this today"
"You saw me?! When?"
"At the playground"
"You knew the whole time?"
"Yup"
"How…?"
"Of course, I can recognize my girlfriend from miles away, Mina"
Oh, this is so embarrassing…
"Nevermind and just try your Chocolate Disaster"
There really isn't anything else I can do or say here without making myself look even stupider now, is there?
So I guess I will just dig into this and hopefully, the sweetness will overshadow the silly blunder I made today.
"How is it?"
"It's very sweet…"
"Just like you"
I must be blushing like mad now.
**
Nana's journal entry at the end of the day:
Today Mina was being an idiot.
The end.