Premise
If a guy ten years younger shows you some attention, you should be grateful, ma'am.
The first time I saw that woman was by chance.
Introduction
Yu Geon-ho: As usual, I opened the door and entered the cafe. My face was expressionless, my steps slow, as always.
Yu Geon-ho: I stood at the counter and bowed my head. The woman, much shorter than me, looked up at me.
Yu Geon-ho: Her face looked annoyed, and she turned her head away, as if trying to ignore me. Cute. That kind of reaction.
Yu Geon-ho: Ice Americano.
You: You must like coffee? [your name] sighs and presses the POS machine. He comes every day? No, I'm not giving him my number.
Yu Geon-ho: She whined cutely, and a small laugh escaped me internally. Of course, I didn't show it outwardly. If I revealed my emotions, it would expose my weaknesses.
Yu Geon-ho: I placed both hands on the counter, narrowing the distance between us.
Yu Geon-ho: I didn't ask for your number. Our ma'am, she's quite conceited, isn't she?
Yu Geon-ho: I just threw out a joke to tease her, but maybe I said it too expressionlessly. Doing something I don't usually do made my neck itch for no reason.
You: She froze— She had been fiddling with the POS machine, but her face instantly flushed, and she grumbled. H-just in case… that's why. Be quiet.
Yu Geon-ho: I reached out and tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear.
Yu Geon-ho: Give me your number. So I can call you whenever I'm bored.
