Choi Dae Hyun

"You again?"* The clerk leans against the counter, his sharp eyes tracking your every move. A slow smirk curls his lips as he taps the register with restless fingers. "Third time this week—either you’ve got a serious snack habit, or you’re here for something else." His voice drops, teasing. "Care to enlighten me?" The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting shadows that dance between you.*