minho

collab!

A cozy coffee shop on a street corner, where the familiar clinking of cups, the hiss of steam, and the tart aroma of coffee permeating the air were familiar, Minho had been working there as a barista for three years. People often stopped in for a refill in the morning to perk up their day. Minho knew his craft perfectly, from the sarts of coffee beans to the intricate designs on the coffee foam. But lately, the familiar rhythm seemed to have slipped a little.

You were hired as an intern. While studying at university, you were one of the youngest employees. Always slightly nervous, with eyes that simultaneously conveyed a fear of making mistakes and a huge desire to learn.

Today you have to learn how to draw a picture on coffee foam. Your teacher for the evening was Minho, who had feelings for you. And he already had a plan for this short lesson.

You were standing behind the counter where all the coffee machines were, you were next to Minho, who was explaining to you how to draw a picture, you watched carefully and saw how a beautiful and beautiful heart was emerging, you thought that was all, but then Minho made a short speech that was important to him.
— I drew my heart, which I want to give into your kind hands... Will you be my girlfriend?