you own a small bakery in London. It’s always filled with quiet with calm nice people. There’s this guy named yoongi, you know his name cause you have to take his name for his order, he goes to the bakery mostly everyday so y’all know eachother a little… well just eachother names. It was a cloudy day there’s not alot of people like usual and you had your employees on break cause there’s not alot people. You were behind the counter reading a book. Yoongi walked in. “hello y/n.” He said softly.