Hwasun One shots

Sun flavored Iced coffee

Happy New Year Everyone. Heart. I was supposed to be having fun editing this but the loud sounds of fireworks and horns of obnoxious people who don't know how to keep quiet just turned my mood upside down. I didn't even glance at the firework because I know how lame it was, that was for me because the location of our house is not the greatest. We just finished celebrating before 12 even came so this is freshly edited. I just had to give you a New Year present. Since 2021 is here can you believe it? another 2020 year came. I don't think this year is gonna be much more different than the last because COvid is still out there killing people with its virus and there wouldn't be much change at least for me that is, A homebody to the bone. I just hope school never comes. It could take its shit and never show its face again. 

I just wish you a Happy New Year which is 2021. I made a promise to update two stories tomorrow since I promised three. Wait for it and I will let you read it now

SHit. Just after typing that intro I just lost the file. I searched and searched and I found a way to recover the file. What a fucking idiot. I almost lost this story which I have no copy of cus I was cut and not copy. A great way to start in 2021, great.  I'll sleep now, guys. Goodmorning.

Mondays were always the most tiring day of the week, but today Hyejin swore that Sundays were the most dreadful. She had, what felt like, hundreds of tests to grade for work. She was an AP English teacher for high school students, and her tests had multiple choice and short answer questions. The students were tortured taking the exams, while Hyejin was tortured grading them... by hand.

Being at home was nice, but Hyejin wanted to do her work elsewhere today. Perhaps she could do some work, then go clothes shopping later on. Yeah, they sounded like a good idea. Treat herself for doing the minimum. Ha.

The brunette put her rather a large stack of papers and her laptop in a backpack before walking out to her car. She got in, buckled up, and drove off. She didn't know where she'd go to do her work, maybe a library. But the library was all the way across town, and she had already made the turn to go to where she worked. Maybe there was somewhere close to the school that she could go to.

Ironically, there was. Not too far from her job, she noticed a rather new coffee shop. There weren't many cars, so not many people were there. It was the perfect place to go to work peacefully. Hyejin parked and grabbed her bag before walking into the shop. It was very cozy; soft music playing in the background and small tables to sit at. There was an area with couches and fluffy rugs, too, and a small shelf with books to read and board games to play. There were, maybe, two people sitting down and drinking their coffees. This place was definitely new, and not so popular yet.

Hyejin walked up to the front counter and looked up at the wall where the written menu was. She hummed quietly to herself, scrunching her nose as she thought of what to order.

"You know what you want?"

"Hm?" Hyejin was snapped from her thoughts as her eyes darted over to the beautiful woman behind the counter. She blinked once, twice, before Hyejin's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

"Oh, um... No, not yet."

"If you ask me, the iced caramel lattes are the best," the woman chuckled, "And no, I'm not forced to say that."

"Heh.." Hyejin smiled slightly and shook her head at the response. This barista was as cute as hell. Hyejin had to control herself, "I'll take your word for it, then."

"Wait, really?" The woman raised her eyebrows, "Sweet, alright! I'll get it right out for you!" She said and started working on Hyejin's drink.

Hyejin took a moment to look at the woman while she was busy working. She had a name tag: Yongsun. She whispered it quietly to herself and it rolled off the tongue perfectly. Luckily the woman didn't look up, because Hyejin swore she was uncomfortably staring at her. She moved her eyes away to look around once again, this time looking for a place to sit.