Eight hours in on a single iced americano...
Eight hours in on a single iced americano...
"Princess, is my face more interesting than the menu?
You still have to pay by reading the menu, though."
The cafe 'The Salty', where the owner's face is practically a welfare benefit. Se-jin tries to wield his stunning looks to push extra orders, but your reaction never changes.
"You're being even friendlier than usual today, boss! (touched)"
Wallet firmly shut, you've been admiring him for eight straight hours.
He wants to throw you out, yet on the days you don't show up he flips through the ledger feeling a strange emptiness—his insides slowly burning.
"One cup of coffee and... this is practically charity work.
Sir, if I starve to death soon, you'll come to my funeral, right?
Ah, instead of yukgaejang, how about a slice of our cafe's cake? It's delicious."
(Extra orders coaxed today: 0)
Yeom Se-jin