Park Chanyeol
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Happy Birthday Park Chanyeol🎉🎂🎁❤️

When they say some people wake up just to torment others, it's no lie. Chanyeol did not see this coming. Yes, he used to hear that people say things like this, but he's never experienced it before until today. Just when he thought his morning is going smoothly, this crazy guy shows up.

Chanyeol squeezes his eyes shut, gently massaging his temple as he tries to digest what just came out of the customer's mouth. He can't say how he is feeling at the moment, the stranger's words made his head hurt, his eyes are beginning to spin and his heart hurts so bad that it feels like millions of needles were stuck inside his chest, making him unable to breathe. Him as Changnam? Dead and buried too? What the fuck is going on today? Is today April fools day? What kind of joke is this? Who the fuck is Changnam? His anger is boiling furiously, and he is trying so damn hard to not explode on this man in front of his customers.

"Sir, this must be a mistake..." Chanyeol breathes in and exhales. "I think you might be mistaking me for someone else."

"No! I...I buried you, at that graveyard. I know what I am talking about. You died two years ago!" The man insists,

"Can you just stop!" Chanyeol warns him with a firm tone, "You are scaring me and I have told you there is a mistake somewhere. I may look like the person you are talking about, but I am not that per-."

"You liar!" The customer sobs, he's now shaking with fury emitting from him. "Oh, because people are here now you think I'm a fool? You think I will not recognize you, you bitch?!" He says on top of his voice. Chanyeol glares at him with narrowed eyes, why the sudden insult though? He presses his lips in a thin line, sighing in the process as he continues to watch the strange customer insult him.

On a normal day, Chanyeol would have laughed this off, but right now, he does not know how to react to all that is happening right now. Should he cry or laugh or scream? What exactly is going on? His eyes swiftly dart towards his other customers who see the uneasiness in him, and then it falls back to the man in front of him, but the way the crazy customer looks at him with so much disgust, the rage in his eyes as he says those words over and over again hurt. Chanyeol is so confused, why will someone wish him dead in the first place? Why will this man talk to him like this? "With due respect, sir, whatever this is, we can talk without you insulting-"

"Oh, I will insult you to the moon and back!" The man dares Chanyeol without even an atom of remorse. "Changnam! Do you think you can play me and get away with it? For two fucking years you left me in anguish and you want me to clap for you? Huh? Tell me, you good for nothing bastard. You are nothing but an asshole." Chanyeol's mouth hangs open in awe as he watches and listens to the man, totally speechless. This is not going to end well, As soon as Chanyeol realizes the trouble the man is about to cause, he shifts from the counter to the sales register area where he usually sits to input his sales for the day, and the customer follows him still. The moment Chanyeol lifts his laptop open, the crazy customer slams it back down. "How dare you act like you do not understand what I am talking about you piece of shit!"

"Get away from me," Chanyeol warns, glaring daggers at the man as he watches him rain loads of insults on him. He scoffs, his eyes are beginning to get blurry not with tears but annoyance. He so wants to punch this man and God knows that he is trying to control the fury inside of him, and if he wasn't on his business premises, Chanyeol swore he would have given this crazy man a huge piece or his mind. What nonsense? What rubbish is he even saying? How can he just wake up, come to his café to insult him in this manner?

He stands up again, shifting to stand behind the counter like he did before this whole drama ensued, and the crazy customer follows him again. "I need answers because as far as I am concerned, I buried you."

"I am not dead, so stop calling me one." Chanyeol points an accusing finger at the customer, warning him sternly.

Then suddenly, the door by the corner opens up revealing a stern-looking Kyungsoo who looks like he had a spiritual dagger with him while carrying a tray of freshly baked cookies in his hands. Kyungsoo eyes the crazy customer as walks straight to Chanyeol and hands the freshly baked cookies to him. Quickly, Chanyeol then goes ahead to place them inside the show glass for customers who might be interested in buying any.

The customer stops talking abruptly, as he watches them interact among themselves. Chanyeol clearly can see the curiosity in the customer's eyes as he places the cookies inside the show glass. He didn't know why the man was looking at his hands though, but he just continues his business.

"So you faked your death just so you can come down here, lead a good life, and sell cookies as a disguise, huh?" The customer mocks him, trying so hard to bring out the truth from Chanyeol. Maybe he feels insulting and using hurtful words on Chanyeol will eventually make him say the truth. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself huh?" The customer's voice continues to go higher, disturbing the peace of the café and it's starting to give Chanyeol a headache. He finished putting the cookies inside the show glass and leaves the counter, still ignoring the customer, but the said customer does not move an inch. What kind of problem is this for heaven's sake? Chanyeol wants to scream at the man, but he's trying to keep his cool to not scare his customers away.

"Hyung, what exactly is this man talking about? Why is he calling you dead?" Kyungsoo gently pulls Chanyeol to a corner to talk to him and Chanyeol shrugs in return. "I don't know Kyungsoo," He stares at the customer tiredly and faces Kyungsoo again, "I'm confused too." He says, sighing and running his fingers through his brown locks. So Kyungsoo continues, "Well, you never know, these days a lot of things are happening. He might be one of the patients that ran away from that psychiatric hosp-"

"It is you who ran away from a psychiatric hospital!" The customer rebukes, pointing an accusing finger at a surprised Kyungsoo. "Wait, why does no one believe me?" He throws his hand in the air in frustration. "I am not crazy! I know what I am saying. This man is not human, he is dead. DEAD and BURIED since two years ago." The customer narrates with a repeated snapping of his delicate fingers.

On hearing what the crazy customer just said, the few customers inside the café are now looking in their direction weirdly, so Chanyeol tries to encourage them to not bother about the strange man and continue their meals. After a few minutes, they continue with their meals, even though they look disturbed by the situation on ground, Chanyeol still tries to calm them down, but then again he turns to face the crazy customer.

"Sir," He starts, exhaling and calmly looking at the customer in the eyes, "I have been trying to be civil with you, but do you realize that you are creating a scene and disrupting my business for the day, Huh?"

The customer doesn't say a word, rather, he just eyes Chanyeol from head to toe and chuckles sarcastically. "Do your worse liar, I don't care," Both of them engage in an eye battle for a few seconds before Chanyeol bites on his lips, a sad chuckle leaving him. In less than thirty seconds, Chanyeol grabs the coffee that the man had ordered earlier, putting it in a take-out pack for him, and gently push it towards the man. "If this is the tactics for you not to pay for what you ordered, you can as well take it and go." He says to the man who lifts his eyebrow in return, "Do I look poor to you?" The man asks, feeling a wave of annoyance run through him, but Chanyeol moves on to the next customer to take her order, totally ignoring the customer. The moment the strange customer realizes that Chanyeol is no longer paying attention to him, he starts to cry, scaring the new customer that just walked in.

"I can't believe you can be this heartless, after everything we have been through Changnam? I fucking buried you." The customer laments bitterly. The new customer that walks in sends a weird look at him before collecting her order and runs away.

Suddenly, one customer stands up with his girlfriend and leaves, followed by another, and another customer leaves with his friend too. Now, Chanyeol is pissed that his customers are beginning to leave which was unusual. On a normal day, they would relax, take their meals, and even get take-out for their families and friends. But now, none of them asked for take-outs, because this crazy customer won't leave the counter. "Will you stop this nonsense for goodness sake?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? That you are a ghost?! A liar, an imposter, I will call you any name I want, because that is what you are!" The customer says with venom.

It seems as though all Chanyeol's efforts to make the man see reasons with him are to no avail. It's like a bomb is about to explode inside Chanyeol's head as the man continues screaming on top of his voice. People are now beginning to look uncomfortable, some that were about to come in just left in a hurry due to the outburst from the customer, because indeed the strange customer is creating a scene.

Now Chanyeol has had enough of his foolishness, "Yah! Kangju, come take this stupid, confused man away." Chanyeol says on top of his voice since the customer in question will not stop shouting, crying, and calling him names.

As soon as Kangju, the security man comes to take the customer away, the man screams at him, warning him to back off.

Suddenly, the customer grabs a hold of Chanyeol's wrist to his surprise just to look at his arm. Immediately, Chanyeol quickly withdraws his hand on impulse. "Don't touch me!"

"Where is that your tattoo? The 008, the one you said was your lucky number, where is it?" Fresh tears roll down the eyes of the customer, "You really must be a genius for erasing every memory we had right? You did it so that no one will recognize the liar you are, huh? Bastard! I so hate you right now." He sobs in anguish.

"Stop it!" Chanyeol warns, his patience wearing out already.

"You were my husband and I loved you with my body, my heart, and my soul! When were you going to tell me that you are up from the dead, huh?"

"I AM NOT DEAD!" Chanyeol loses his shit and screams back at him. And the moment he realizes what just happened, his shoulder falls in remorse, regret. He is panting. He shouldn't have yelled at the man, he shouldn't have fallen out of control. Although Chanyeol is trying to calm himself down, the fierceness in his eyes isn't hidden at all. "I am so sorry, but I may have to ask you to leave," Chanyeol announces, glaring at him.

The customer amidst tears, lets out a bitter chuckle, "Changnam? Are you asking me to leave your shop? Me? I should-"

"I said leave! Or don't you understand Korean anymore? Take your fucking flowers and get the fuck out of my shop this minute."

Immediately, the customer grabs the flower he came in with and throws them at Chanyeol. "I was going to take it to your grave, but since you are here, you can as well have it."

Chanyeol on instinct shuts his eyes when the crazy customer throws the bouquet of lilies at him, the bouquet hits his face and falls to the ground. Immediately, his dark brown eyes land on the customer, fury overtakes him and he walks out from behind the counter to face the customer squarely, only to be held back by Jongin, who happens to be his waiter. "Let me go! Jongin." Chanyeol yells, pushing Jongin off from him, but Jongin holds him still. "Calm down, Hyung."

"Now you listen to me," Chanyeol says in a firm tone, a strong accusing finger pointing towards the crazy customer. "I have never, EVER met you before. And for your information, I am not Changnam or whatever you say his name is," His eyes emitting anger and frustration. "I have had enough of you this morning. I do not know who you are-"

"B-but you are my husband, Chang-"

"I AM NOT YOUR CHANGNAM!" Chanyeol cuts him off in a harsh tone, "Now get out!"

Suddenly, Kangju charges towards the customer again from behind to take him away, but it seems to be quite difficult. "Excuse me, sir, you have to leave. You are making our customers uncomfortable." Kangju says, dragging the crazy customer along with him, but it seems as though the customer, even with his petite stature is way stronger and he pushes Kangju who falls ass flat to the ground, encouraging some customers who were now finding the scene quite entertaining to start laughing among themselves. Kangju gets his ass up from the floor a few seconds later, dusting off invisible dirt from his ass, and finally hauls the crazy customer over his shoulder, kicking him out from the café at last.

"I swear you will pay for all my tears and flowers I dropped on your grave for two years, you asshole!" The customer cries on his way out. Chanyeol out of annoyance picks up the bouquet of lilies he came with and joins Kangju.

As soon as the customer's feet touch the ground, he staggers and falls ass flat too, just like he did to Kangju. And then Chanyeol throws the lilies back at him.

"Take your damn flowers and go look for your Changnam elsewhere. And if I ever see you inside my café again, you will see the other side of me, asshole."
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The moment Chanyeol walks back inside his café, the customer gets back on his feet and rushes towards the entrance of the café, but gets blocked by Kangju. "Let me go! I want to see him!" The customer weeps, hitting Kangju with his weak punches and Kangju continues to warn him.

"Respect yourself, Mr. Man," Kangju warns.

"CHANGNAM! Please!" The customer weeps. He grabs Kangju's security uniform.

"Respect yourself." Kangju continues to warn the customer.

"I will behave, p-please let me just see his face..." The customer pleads, but Kangju is only acting by the instructions Chanyeol had given him already. Also, the customer had already created a scene from the moment he got into the café.

Chanyeol on getting inside his café decides to stay inside his small office to cool his head. He's embarrassed after the whole incident. And now, the few customers still seated are looking at him curiously to see if he would vanish or something like this. However, he just didn't like the way they were looking at him when he got inside the café.

He's feeling so restless, and then he starts to pace around inside his mini-office. Chanyeol has not reacted in this manner for a long time. The last time he reacted like this was when - nevermind he doesn't want to think about it. Remembering it still hurts, the events had felt like his heart had been ripped apart and it is the reason why his trust in most people is completely shattered.

And this customer, this customer just brought back a memory he does not want to ever remember because of the way he just threw him out. Chanyeol stops pacing around and walks towards his mini-fridge and takes out a bottle of water. The moment he uncaps the bottle, he gulps down every content in four seconds, panting afterward.

He locates his swivel chair instantly and sits on it. His breathing is heavy and all Chanyeol wants to do right now is to cool off, because he didn't want to return to the café looking stressed and worn-out.

Fifteen minutes later, Chanyeol leaves his office for the café to continue serving his customers. On getting there, he notices Kangju is already inside the café. A sign that the crazy customer must have left, which is a great relief to Chanyeol. Honestly, he can't imagine how he would react next if that customer walks back inside his café to call him a ghost.

They continue their business of the day until seven in the evening. Now it's time to go home. His staff started leaving as soon as the last customer left, and they have tallied their money for the day, Kim Jongin being the first to leave because he has a tutorial class to attend by 8:00 pm. Chanyeol is never someone to joke with the education of others, especially if they are hardworking and willing to learn, so he lets him clock out.

He continues cleaning up and as he is the only left he moves to count the daily revenues. By 8:00 pm on the dot, Chanyeol steps out from the café with Kangju his security guard, being done for the day.

Kangju's house is about five blocks away so he need not rush home after work, he clocks out with Chanyeol every day, and most of the time, Chanyeol gives him a lift, but today the other decides to go see his girlfriend. As soon as they locked the door of the café, Kangju takes the other way to his girlfriend's home, while Chanyeol makes his way to his car.

He's only a few steps to the car when he hears a subtle, "Changnam?" Chanyeol halts immediately as he hears the voice of the same crazy customer from the morning. Only that this time around, his voice didn't carry the venom it had earlier in the morning. Chanyeol can sense the difference. It's as if the other had been crying ever since he had been thrown out by him.

Chanyeol sighs. Good heavens! What on earth did he do? What crime did he commit in his previous life to come across a person like this guy? He feels the inner urge to throw all these thoughts on the other's face. He wants to curse the universe for what is happening to him.

"C-changnam? If it's you, p-please, tell-"

"I am not Changnam!" Chanyeol shuts his eyes as the anger from the morning starts to ensue.

"B-but you-"

Chanyeol swallows the lump in his throat as he prepares himself for another fight. He didn't even let the customer finish. "What do you want?"

Silence

"...actually, I just want answers."

The moment the customer says that Chanyeol finds himself scoffing. He slowly turns to face the customer who looks away the moment their eyes lock. For unknown reasons, the customer that has been looking at Chanyeol in the eyes since morning and calling him a ghost and a liar, can't even stand his presence now and it made Chanyeol frown.

"What answers?" Chanyeol glares at him. He didn't think there was any need to be cordial with the customer judging from the way the guy embarrassed himself in the morning.

"The truth?" The customer shrugs, biting on his lips to muffle whatever he is going to blurt out next. Chanyeol frowns. What would it be, an insult? More defamations? Chanyeol didn't know, but he is fully prepared for anything.

"What truth?" he asks, sliding his hands into his pants pocket.

"..."

The customer didn't say anything. He's just bits on his lower lips, fighting and holding his tears from falling. Chanyeol is beginning to lose his patience with that guy.

"What? You want to rain insults on me again as you did in the morning huh?" Chanyeol accuses him and immediately, the customer shakes his head frantically.

"No."

"Then why did you stop me? What do you want from me?"

"I'm sorry for coming at you like that in the morning. I shouldn't...I shouldn't have insulted you like I did today. I'm not usually like that."

The man's voice is soft as he tries to explain himself, bowing his head in shame and Chanyeol's eyes soften a little. "I see," he raises a brow in sarcasm, but he still feels sorry for that guy, who is currently on the bridge of crying which is why after a few seconds, Chanyeol sighs and nods. Being the stubborn one won't solve stuff and will certainly not free him from this guy.

"Okay, apology accepted. So can I go now? It's late."

"No, P-please, wait." The other interrupts him, softly tugging at Chanyeol's sleeve.

"What is it this time?" Chanyeol throws his hands in the air in frustration, interrupting the soft approach of the other with that action. He is getting seriously annoyed. What else does he want from him?

"Em...I just want to show you something." The customer mumbles while he moves to dip his hand in his pocket, pulling out pictures in the process. Chanyeol on instinct takes a step back, preparing for a punch just in case he pulls out a gun or a knife, but his thoughts diminish when the customer stretches his hands to give Chanyeol the pictures he just brought out from his pocket. He gives the customer a suspicious look before snatching the pictures from his hand.

The moment Chanyeol sets his eyes on the pictures in his hand, his whole world seems to crumble. He feels like getting dizzy, the world around him turning and it is suddenly very hard to breathe and a cold shiver is running down his spine.

That picture, that he holds in his now trembling hands, is a wedding picture. And on it is someone that looks exactly like him and the said stranger, both smiling brightly and happily into the camera.

"Wha-What is this?! Do you want to fool me?! No! No!! What is this?! This is a joke, right?!" He almost screamed, his voice shaky. His eyes are wide like it would pop out from their sockets any minute. His heart is clenching and his head is beginning to hurt. "This is photoshopped, right? Tell me!" His surroundings begin to blur and he feels like passing out, his heart feeling like someone is crushing it.

"No, it's not." The man says quietly, his voice monotone and fear are swinging in it. "That is me and my late husband, Kim Changnam." He adds quickly and Chanyeol has to gasp for air because he feels like he is about to suffocate. He staggers back, throwing the pictures to the customer, and pointing an accusing finger at him.

"I don't know who you are or who that person is. I don't know what you want from me! But please avoid me! Whatever this is I don't want to have anything to do with it."

"But-"

"I SAID STAY AWAY!" He yells, startling the customer, who freezes on the spot. "I am warning you." Chanyeol huffs out, breathing visibly and his voice raspy as he points a warning finger at the customer, fidgeting.

The customer slowly bends and picks his pictures from the ground, raising both hands in surrender shortly after to show Chanyeol that he has no intention of harming him but that does not calm the taller down in any way.

"NOW BACK OFF!" Chanyeol yells at him, voice quivering and sweat running down his face, his system going in panic, overdrive, unable to process any of this. He just wants to get away, which is why as he watches the other man, signalizing him to stay away, his other hand fiddles with his key lock and as soon as he opens the door of his car, he jumps into the car, cursing in the process as his keys fall off his hands from trembling so much. It's hard to breathe and he just wants to get away as fast as possible, his mind threatening to explode from all the thoughts that are running through his head. He bends down and as soon as he gets the keys back he starts the car immediately and off he goes at high speed, running away from the situation as he watches the man looking sadly at the car through the rearview mirror.
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Author's note 📝

Hi, lovelies, 🤗❤️💕

It's me, blue_eyed_diamond aka chanbaeksbae whichever you wish to call me🤲🏻🥺💕 I hope you all are doing great? And hey👀 did you read chapter two already?🤭😂 did you enjoy it?😳

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