The intense smell of roasted coffee beans began to drown out every other smell that had been behind the now closing entrance. The crystal clear windows portraying the world, the beautiful and the ugly, for the customers to witness.
Whirring sounds from old coffee machines and chatter amongst people filled the room with a pleasant atmosphere. Colorful people coming in and out of the quaint store, all with either happy or neutral expressions.
After a few moments of taking all the beauty of the vibrant room, I walked around the counter and took out my neatly folded apron from under the ancient cash register which has been here since I started, over 5 years ago.
My unnatural blue contacted eyes dart around the counter as I make sure everything I need is there. I get broken out of my daydream by the sound of the bell ringing above the wooden door and a boy with adorably dyed pink hair walks into the shop.
As if cherry blossom trees had bloomed in my heart, my face flushed red with embarrassment when I noticed that I had been looking at the mysterious beautiful boy for too long.
The boy began walking over to the counter, where I was standing with pink blush swept across my tan face. After a moment of me sheepishly staring at the old wooden floors I looked up to see brown mixed eyes, gold flecks and coffee mixed in one.
The boy was standing in front of me and I was blushing like an idiot.
“w-What can I get you today?” I stammer out, my face still covered with a blush. “Can I please have a vanilla iced coffee and your number?” he asks, full of confidence.
I look at him wide-eyed but quickly write down my phone number on a nearby napkin and pass it over the cash register and begin making his coffee.
The mechanical whirls of the machine hide my smile and spreading blush as I hide from the beautiful boy. I drop ice into the mug and place it to him, waiting for him to pay.
He slides a 20 won over the desk.
“I'm Kim Seokjin but you can call me Jin” he whispers with a cheeky frickin wink before leaving with a gay flourish, causing the bell above the door to ring around the room.
“Jin,” I say to myself under my breath while smiling.
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