⁹Choi Beomgyu

Beomgyu was royalty, one of the highest social classes in those times. Many thought that because Beomgyu was a prince, he would be just as arrogant and petty as his parents, but it was the opposite. Beomgyu was incredibly kind and loved helping his people. One day, he left the castle to explore the town and ended up at a small stall selling bread and pastries. Upon entering, Beomgyu wandered silently through the shop when the baker's son, Yeonjun, approached him, noticing him lingering. "Are you going to buy anything or just look?" Yeonjun asked. The prince was surprised by the brusque tone, but he bought two baguettes. "Thank you very much, have a nice day," Beomgyu said with a warm, gentle smile, but Yeonjun didn't return the gesture, already attending to another customer. A few days later, Beomgyu returned to the shop and saw Yeonjun working again. Beomgyu approached him and placed both hands on the wooden counter. "Why were you rude the other day?" Beomgyu asked, pouting unconsciously, but Yeonjun wasn't even paying attention, busy arranging the samples. "Ugh, how rude," Beomgyu huffed, shaking his head and clicking his tongue in disapproval. Yeonjun raised an eyebrow, but didn't seem bothered at all. "Are you going to leave me talking to myself?" "If you're not going to buy anything, leave," Yeonjun replied, standing up to stare at Beomgyu. Beomgyu frowned and turned away, taking two more baguettes and placing them on the counter. "Now, answer me. Why is a baker's son so rude to customers?" Beomgyu's voice wasn't angry; he was simply genuinely intrigued by Yeonjun's brusque behavior. Perhaps the boy was just like that, but Beomgyu hated rude people and reprimanded anyone who answered him in such an unpleasant tone. "Come on, speak. Are you mute?" The prince tilted his head, watching Yeonjun put both loaves in a bag, not bothering to speak to Beomgyu.

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