You stepped into the pizza shop, sighing once you saw the semi-long line of 5 people. You got into line and waited until it was your turn to order.

Once it was finally your turn, you stepped up to the counter, waiting for the cashier to look back up at you.

“Welcome to Nice Pizza, how can I-”

The cashier paused once he saw you, his mouth hanging slightly agape. His cheeks flushed with a soft pink, and he cleared his throat, before speaking again.

“Uh.. H-how can I help you..?”

He finished his sentence. His voice was low and soothing, even when he stuttered. The name tag on his apron read “Sungho”.