𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐚 || 𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐧

Chapter 11

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" Here's your food. Enjoy! " Y/n bowed, setting the tray in front of the old couple with a soft smile and made her way towards the counter.

She smiled as the familiar bunch of boys entered, greeting them as usual.
" What would you like to eat? "

" Noona, " The guy grinned, " Please tell us if Han Seo-Jun—"

" Yah, leave her alone. " The guy Y/n knew as Cho Rong sighed,
" Sorry about them. We'll take the usual order, please. "

Y/n's smile widened, " Coming right up. You guys select a table. " She chuckled as the chaotic group made their way towards the table they usually sit.

She wrote down their order and passed it on, serving others. The door opened again and she looked up,
" Annyeonghaseyo, what would you like to eat? "

She smiled, which faltered a little as she realised it was the group of boys that had chased her and Han Seo-Jun.

" Oh, " The leader smirked, pointing at her, " I think I've seen you
somewhere. "

Y/n bit the inside of her cheek, " Please make the order and get a table. I'll be coming right up with the food. "

" Right, right! Yah, make the order. Whatever you guys want to eat! " He waved off and Y/n noted down whatever they needed to eat and passed it towards the kitchen.

Once the food Han Seo-Jun's friends ordered, arrived, she served it and realised the other bunch of boys were getting quite impatient.

She frowned, wondering if that was their concept of being rude and delinquent. Sighing, she grabbed the tray and smiled nonetheless, setting it on the table.

" Aish, it must've gone cold by now! " One of them snapped, causing Y/n to jump slightly.

" No, I assure you it's just made—"

" No, go and reheat it! Or make something new! Is that how you treat customers?! "

The supposed leader stood up and Y/n grabbed the tray, making her way towards the kitchen.

" Aish, I hate brats like those! " The chef sighed, " Don't worry. I'll make it
quick. "

Y/n nodded, tapping her feet. Once the chef was done, she grabbed it and walked faster, hoping they won't take out a problem on the food again and carefully set it on the table.

" Finally! " He huffed, grabbing the chicken piece and taking a bite. Y/n turned to leave, but a yelp escaped her lips as something hit her head.

She turned around, looking at the empty can that hit the ground, than back at the bunch of boys who were snickering.

" What?! Clean it! " He scoffed and Y/n bit her lip, letting out s short sigh before bending down to pick it up.

It was picked up off the ground before she could and she looked up at Cho Rong, who was glaring at the boys.

" I'll handle it, Noona! " She nodded, thankful for the help knowing she can't deal with those bullies anyway and rushed to take orders as a new customer arrived.