Chapter One

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AN: The story itself is very emotional. TRIGGER WARNING. Emotional abuse, death, loss of loved one, sexual violence, self-harm, verbal abuse.

Irene's POV

"Your order will be right up Miss Hershey" I said to the customer who just ordered an espresso and a cheesecake inside my newly built coffee shop. I wrote down her name to the paper and it will wrapped in the coffee once served.

I quickly brewed the coffee and smiled to the aroma. Ever since I was a kid, I dreamt of having a cafe shop. Now, I am 25, and I took a glance over the interior, it is small but enough to fit around 15 people inside. There are plants hanging on the wooden and brick wall and almost everything here is in the shade of brown, beige and white. There is a round wooden counter, white chairs and wooden tables, there are quotes hanging in the wall as well. The entrance here is a glass frame which I do love to have.

I also have a speakers in the corners since I love music. It only plays calm and soft music since I know people enjoy peace and silence.

I told Yeri that the customer ordered a cheesecake and she nodded. In a few minutes, Joy took the order and placed in on the customer's table with a charming smile.
"Nice work ladies, we are getting customers now." I smiled. My cafe shop is called La Rogue and I am happy to hear that my shop is getting known outside by the adults and students.

Yeri wiped the sweat forming in her forehead as she was sweeping the floor. "Yes ofcourse! I've been handing over 100 flyers a day for almost a week and Joy here is just winking at the handsome boys passing by!" She said furiously. Joy furrowed her eyebrows and spatted back to Yeri. "Hey that's not true! You're the one who's oggling over girls there and worse, they're high school students!"

Before these two kill each other with those deadly glares, I said "Stop! You two act like kids. What's important now is the cafe is getting recognized and-" Before I could finish what I was saying, I felt my phone vibrated from my pocket. I looked over the caller and saw my husband's name, Jumnyeon.

"Hi honey, how's work?" He said with a sweet voice. I smiled to his affection. Ever since we started dating, he would call me thrice a day to ask how's my day. When we got married last year, it turned to twice, then once a day, which I didn't mind since he is very busy at work.

"It's good, we've been getting customers now and I'm happy about that." I replied and I sat on one of the chairs. I saw in my peripheral vision that Joy and Yeri went back to work as I heard the bells rang which indicates that there is a customer who entered.

"How about you honey? what time will you be home?" I asked.

"I will be home late, Mr. Park wanted me to do a lot of errands." He sighed frustratedly. I know my husband is tired from work. He is working for a company who makes perfumes and such.

I heard Joy calling my name and I saw that there are lots of customers who entered and apparently she needs help.
"Okay honey, i'll wait for you. I have to go there's a lot of customers as of now. I love you." I said to him. I heard him say that he loves me too and a curve in my lips formed as my heart flutters everytime when I hear him say that. I quickly attended the counter and did all the orders.

Time had passed and it is now afternoon. After I finished taking all the orders and serving it to them, I went back to my place and saw a lot of people inside and I'm happy. I sat and wiped the sweat on my forehead. I plugged in my earphones and played Give Me Your by (G)I-dle, which is my favorite song as of now.

I drank a bottle of water as I felt my throat became dry. When I heard the bell rang and the door opened I said, "Welcome to La Rogue!"

Then I saw a tall woman, in her high school uniform. Raven hair, middle length, and it looked so smooth. It felt weird because when the moment she entered, I couldn't help but stare at her. She has the most beautiful set of monolid eyes and it disappears when she smiled, oh and her soft and plumpy pink lips. I can't even describe her properly. She's so pretty. I kinda remember her since I always see her staring from the window.

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