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“There's a lot of customers today.”
Chanyeol, who is positioned today at the counter nods at what Dahyun said. "Well, more customers means more money!" She added making the taller giggles as she leaves. Chanyeol welcome new customers with his usual bright smile. A unusual customer enters the diner making the other customers turned to his way. It's not the first time someone wearing a branded pair of suit would came into the diner. But what makes him outstanding was his charm and confidence as he walks towards the counter.
"Welcome to Second, what is your order?" Chanyeol asked.
Chanyeol stiffened on his spot when he realized who is the guy in front of him. Oh! How he wished the ground to swallow him right now. Chanyeol gulped visibly as he worked professionally in front of the man.
"Hi," the man greeted with a charming smile. "One strawberry milkshake."
"I-Is that all, S-Sir?" Chanyeol asked, cursing his self internally for stuttering.
"I want to know what time is your out?" The man asked again. "Because, I think we need to talk."
Chanyeol looked around before sighing. "Sir, if it's about what happened—"
"What time?" The man asked again.
"I'll be out in an hour," Chanyeol dejectedly said.
"Okay, I'll wait for you later," the man said. "Don't you dare to run away, again, because I can find you."
Chanyeol couldn't do anything but nod. When it's time for him to leave, he looked around to see if the said man was still there. He sneakily walked towards the back door for an exit when he saw the man leaning against his car waiting for him.
"I told you that you can't run away from me," the man said.
"Sir! Please don't kill me! I only did that because my friend asked for help! I swear! If I need to clear your name I will! But please spare my life!" Chanyeol said while kneeling down, his hands in a praying stance. Then he heard soft chuckles from the man making him looked up.
"Stand up," the man said. "I'm not gonna kill you." He sighed. "Get in."
Chanyeol stood up. Although he's taller than the man, he felt smaller with how he looked at him.
"H-Huh?"
"Get in," the guy opened the passenger seat for him. "I told you that we need to talk."
Chanyeol looked around before hopping in. The car smelled like pine trees with a mix of masculine cologne. The car also looked so tidy and he's afraid that because of his clumsiness he scratched anything inside. The door of the driver's seat opens and Chanyeol quickly looked away.
