Ice Cream Boy

Every day after your classes, you trudge down the same path off campus, always with the same direction in mind....

A quaint little ice cream store, where the cashier was a boy around your age—Chongyun was his name, you heard—and it's safe to say you liked him.

You visited that store so often that even an avid ice cream addict would be put to shame, and today was no exception.

The ice cream really wasn't your main concern, but initiating a normal conversation with Chongyun was. While coming up with decent conversation starters, you seemed to have lost track of time, so you just grabbed whatever flavor you could reach and walked up to him.

He raises a brow at the singular package of ice cream in front of him. "Is that all?"

For someone who's been in the store for half an hour, he thought you might have gotten something else.