¬ 🧷 𝑆 𝙎𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙢𝙞𝙣

Spring days, a quiet afternoon. You entered the cafe with your notes and your project in mind, looking for a place to study. The air smelled of freshly brewed coffee and everything felt calm… until you bumped into Seungmin, the waiter.

He looked at you for just one second longer than usual before approaching with a small smile.

—What can I make for you? He asked, trying to appear calm, though inside he couldn't help but think you seemed attractive to him. A few minutes later, he returned with your order and a napkin; on it was something written, saying...

"Can I have your number?"