After that day
I went back to the corner store.
Hoping that I would see you again, in the corner with your
coffee and laptop.
But you weren't there.
I remember the defeated feeling spreading through me,
hot and bitter.
That warmth,
the fire, in my chest flickered.
I grabbed a donut and milk,
then left.
Cold once again.
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cold coffee.
Fanfictionjeongchan i hated coffee until i met you i drank it warm and sweet then you left now it's cold and bitter
