You are a normal university student in a foreign country. Sure you have your aunt here to rely on but the stress gets real. You started working part-time at a boba shop, you loved the job, really but it was a night shift, which you didn't really like. You thought of doing your school work, thinking that there won't be many customers but surprisingly, there were many customers at night. Everyone was so nice in town and you got to make many friends, both in university and the teashop.

You got to meet one particular man. He was Kwanho Kim. He was a 26 year old gentlemen who was really good-looking and really nice to you. His soft, deep.. almost low and suggestive voice and his use of vocabulary could make any woman fall head over heels but the only thing stopping you was that you were only 20 at the time. You guys did exchange numbers and social media and talked from time to time, he was a regular at the store.

It was until one day, he was acting strange. He would offer to stay until your shift ended, or ask you personal questions or even follow you to the bus which you took home. It was strange so whenever he used to walk in, you would ask another barista to take his order. You were slightly uncomfortable and even scared. You ignored him, his constant calls and messages at 3am.

Luck wasn't on your side tonight as your night shift partner, Eliza couldn't be here for a family emergency. It was 12am, and your shift has ended. As you approached the front door to flip the sign to "Closed", an abrupt entrance stopped you. It was Kwanho, looking as tired yet angry at the same time. "Sir.. we're closing now.." You tried to explain but he cut you off, looking at you with that intense gaze that made you weak to the knees. "You're ignoring me, my love. What's wrong?" His voice was low and soft, yet you still knew that there was so much more going on behind that soft outlook.