now that it's autumn here, the flower shop i work at closes during this time of the year.
so i work part-time in a small
coffee shop.it's clichéd isn't it?
well i've always had a teeny soft spot for clichéd things so...
but besides that, i enjoy the quiet and calm environment, similar to that of the flower shop.
but this one smells like coffee and baked sweets rather than flowers and honey.
i notice a handsome man walk into the shop, he seems familiar.
but it can't be.
this man wears a dark green hoddie and dark skinny jeans with converse. his hair is rather on the longer side,
but i can't tell much because of the black cap he wears on his head.
but it is him.
i see the two prominent beauty marks above his eye.
and the shiny earrings.
the rude customer.
it's quite funny how i remember actually.
i usually tend to forget things like this.
but he made quite the impression.
he walks up to the counter, but theres no sway in his step and he seems calmer.
though not seeming to remember me he awaits my greeting.
i already have one written down for him.
"hello my name is youngjae, what would you like today?"
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mute 》2jae
Fanfiction'no matter how impossible, unattainable or unimaginable something may seem...if it's meant to be, it'll be.' it's simple really, youngjae the mute florist who happens to love writing poetry and jaebum the broken (who can't admit it) college...