going to the cafe was a regular thing now. their coffee was amazing, you only went there to study and have a drink. but not until they hired a new barista. seungmin. even his name sounded sweet. you started going there almost every day just to see his pretty face.

walking in and approaching the front counter, there stood seungmin, practicing latte art with a focused expression. his lips in a slight pout. he heard your footsteps and looked up. clearing his throat and trying to act cool, leaning on the counter.

“the usual?” he even remembered your order. your heart fluttered. or maybe he just had good memory..?