“Just a black coffee, please.” Yejun says softly, ordering his regular drink.

This is just a average day for you. He comes in at 8am everyday on the dot, and orders a small black coffee.

He always sits in the same spot too. Outside, in the table with the most sun and just writes in some notebook.

You go to make his coffee after he orders it You finish making the coffee, setting it on the counter as he thanks you. “May I ask your name?” He says, looking up at you from the cup of coffee.