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" train me, manager! "
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chapter two : first trainee under the name [ y/n ]
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you almost couldn't get a wink of sleep today. you were so excited for the morning to come that you spent all night thinking about all the things you would have to do as yeonjun's manager. so the first order of the day was to get some refreshments for yourself and your trainee. you didn't know what he particularly liked, but you guess you could try your luck or you could just text him...?
as you stood outside a small café that was kind of close to the bighit building, you take out your phone and open yeonjun's contact.
< [ y/n ] >
" hey, i'm at a café right now, do you want anything? "
after a couple of seconds, yeonjun sees the message and starts typing back.
< yeonjun >
" oOo that would be amazing! "
" ummmmm, do they have a café mocha there? "
< [ y/n ] >
" probably, anyway see you at 9! "
< yeonjun >
" later!! "
shutting off your phone, you finally stop standing around the café and finally enter it. once you step through the door, a small bell rings above your head signalling that another customer had entered. the two cashiers behind the register turn their heads to look at you, one male, one female. the girl sees you and then turns back to her work unbothered, but the boy kept looking at you.
you didn't really pay attention to them as you walked towards the counter. there weren't many people here since it was a saturday morning. most normal people would be sleeping in past 12 on saturdays. you couldn't exactly do that, because you had to go to school and have to be searching for trainees all throughout the days.
anyhow, you look up to the menu that was hung up on the wall, but you couldn't find café mocha on it. " um, excuse me? " you address to the male worker who had been staring at you ever since you stepped into the café. when he notices that you had asked him something, he felt his cheeks turn light pink. he quickly straightened out his light brown hair and answered you.
" yes? " the boy tried to act cool and thanked god for his voice not coming out as a dying squirrel. " do you serve café mochas here because i can't see it on the menu? " he felt his heart pound at the sound of your angelic voice and he started to feel unconfident. " y - yeah we do, would you like to order it? "
