My Angel, My Cat, My Love

Day One

Raven POV

Today was my first day in Seoul! I was so fascinated by everything; their apartment buildings, how beautiful the houses were, the parks, the food carts that made my stomach growl like my cat self. I thought nothing could be any better than this place. I breathed in the fresh air, ready for anything that was in my way. Of course, not all of them.

So, I was walking through the door of my must-see cafes as the tiny bell rang. The cashier was giving me the caramel macchiato I ordered when a guy ran up to the counter next to me, spilling my drink all over the floor. The cashier gasped and I groaned. The guy was panting like crazy and I was calmly patting his shoulder.

"Excuse me, you just bumped into me and made me spill my drink all over the floor."

The man looked at me for a second and then to the floor, finally realizing what he did.

"I'm sorry, I was in a rush," he apologized. He immediately rummaged through his pockets and took out a wallet. He gave me five new bills and sighed. "I'm very sorry about your macchiato. It looked really tasty." He bowed in respect and I stared at him blankly. Does he think I'm older than him? I ain't his noona!

I took the five dollars and gave it to the cashier. "I am sorry about the mess I created on your floor. Keep the change, since I spilled quite a lot of whip cream."

The cashier chuckled. "It's alright; we get these responses at least once a week. Here's your change!" She pushed the two quarters to me and I nodded my thanks. I glared at the guy next to me in front of the other cashier, who was still panting like he ran a marathon to get here. I frowned, grabbed my machiato, and just left, sipping the whip cream through the striped straw, walking away from the quiet cafe to the noisy streets of Seoul, passing by a girl standing at the doorway.