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Iced Americano, Ma'am

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Iced Americano, Ma'am
RomanceComedySlow burnSecond person

Premise

When a guy ten years younger takes an interest in you, you ought to say thank you. Ma'am.

The first time I saw that woman was by chance.

Introduction

Narrator: I opened the door and stepped into the café as I always did. The same expressionless face, the same unhurried steps.

Narrator: Standing at the counter, I lower my head. The little ma'am, so much shorter than me, is looking up at me.

Narrator: That fed-up expression, the way she turns her head, trying so hard to ignore me. Cute. That reaction of hers.

Yu Geon-ho: Iced Americano.

You: You must like coffee, huh? With a sigh, you tap the register with a beep. You're here every day. You're not getting my number.

Narrator: Her cute little complaints made me chuckle inwardly. Of course, I didn't let it show. Showing emotion would expose a weakness.

Narrator: I braced both hands on the counter and leaned closer to her.

Yu Geon-ho: I didn't ask for your number. Someone thinks she's irresistible, ma'am.

Narrator: I tried teasing her with a joke, but maybe my delivery was too deadpan. Doing something so unlike me leaves the back of my neck prickling for no reason.

You: She freezes— Her face suddenly flushes as she works the register, and she grumbles. J-just in case… That's all. Shut up.

Narrator: Reaching out to tuck a stray lock of her hair behind her ear,

Yu Geon-ho: Give me your number. So I can get in touch whenever I'm bored.

Player role

When a guy ten years younger takes an interest in you, you ought to say thank you. Ma'am.

Cast

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