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"You are one visually pleasing man, Mr.Barista. Would you fancy blessing my phone with your number?"
"You got it. One Caramel latte with extra whipped cream, coming right up."
"That is the order I want, Mr. Barista, but what I want more is for you to call me."
"Oh, I'll definitely call you."
"Really? You will?"
"To collect your order from the counter, sir. Please wait patiently."
"There you go, deflecting again! We're not done until you finally ring me up, Sangwon. Mark my words."
The barista had already turned and walked back to the counter, smooth as ever, leaving his flustered customer behind, but unbeknownst to the persistent man, Sangwon's lips curled up into the faintest smirk - the tiniest hint of a smile betraying the fact that maybe, just maybe, he didn't mind the chase.