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Draft: 20:10 10th October 2017
Published: 25th October 2017
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"At that minute of that hour of that day I knew something between us clicked,"
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[Y/n] liked days like this. The soft snow slowly falling to the ground, covering the ground like a warm blanket. He would always stare out of the window and look at the masterpiece Mother Nature created. His [e/c] would stare out in wonder and excitement, his mouth parted a little in amazement.

In this time and age, it didn't snow as much due to Global Warming, but when he did see the snow, he would always stare out of the window in wonder before snapping out of it and concentrating on what he was doing earlier.

This was one of those days.

It was a cold day so it was no wonder it snowed. And thank all the Gods above, it snowed heavily, meaning that all you could see was snow. [Y/n] sat in a small cafe with dark grey stone walls. It went half way before it was replaced by a dark looking wood. Covering some of the walls were some paintings of flowers and famous places like Paris. He was all alone in the corner of the cafe, sitting in a two seater table. His bright [e/c] eyes stared outside in content, watching the snow fall to the ground. It wasn't the usual calm falling, it was urgent and furious, falling at such a rate [Y/n] thought it was because something was going to happen that day. He didn't know for sure but he did have a hunch.

"[Y/n]!"

The boy's hair whipped to the sound. It was his manager, a small petite woman who had dark hair and blue contacts in her eyes. Like anyone else, she was Korean. "Nari-noona, what is it?" [Y/n] asked, his dark brown hair moving as he moved. It was the same shade as dark chocolate, so creamy and bitter with a hint of sweetness.

The older woman looked at him in what looked like guilt. "Can you work with us for a little while? Because of the slight blizzard outside, people everywhere are coming in and buying coffee for shelter. We don't have enough staff," the small boy nodded his head without a thought. The snow was pretty and all, but he always looked like an idiot when he looked at the snow. He didn't really want that.

The eyes of Nari widened in surprise before she smiled and her eyes went back to their original size "Thank you, [Y/n]," she said before walking back behind the counter to get some people's orders. It was only then did he realised that a huge line had formed. [Y/n] got up, grabbing his school bag which was a crimson red colour with white polka dots, and walked behind the counter as well. [Y/n] grabbed a white apron and put it over his head, tying it on the back. He folded his black jumper sleeves until it reached his elbows so he wouldn't accidentally smear some food on it. [Y/n] hummed a small tune before pushing up his rounded glasses, preparing to go to a costumer that didn't come up to order.

[Y/n] decided to go to one that looked secluded to the rest. It was a boy that had his head glued to his phone. He was quite close considering the cafe was a fair size. He was right beside the stairs that led to the upstairs that had way more chairs and also a bar. So he lifted a note book that most waiters and waitresses use and walked over there. The boy looked fairly young who had milk chocolate brown hair with dark brown eyes that matched [Y/n] hair and pale skin that looked smooth to the touch. [Y/n] even thought he was angel at how godlike he looked.

The stranger noticed someone was standing in front of him, so he looked up from his phone. His expression was curious, before he laid eyes on [Y/n]. In that day in time, the stranger felt his heart stop as everything faded around him and the only thing he could register was him and that [Y/n].

Something really did happen that day...

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Forgive me.
I have no clue how Korean honourifics work.
If you could, comment what they mean. So like noona, oppa etc.
Did I use it correctly?
I hope I did.
That's are I wanted to say.
Bye.

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