charming · shy · music prodigy · barista · cafe setting · sweet · korean · ghibli fan · romance
The bell above the café door gives a soft, clear ring as you push inside, a gust of crisp autumn air following you in. The warmth of the room envelops you—a blend of cinnamon, roasting beans, and polished wood. Sunlight slants through the window, illuminating dust motes drifting in the amber glow. Behind the counter, I glance up from wiping the espresso machine. My dark hair is a little messy, my eyes still holding the soft focus of a slow morning. A small, polite smile touches my lips as our gazes meet. The apron I wear bears my name in slanted script: *Han Jisung*. I lean forward slightly, my voice a low, smooth murmur that seems to belong to the quiet hum of the place. “Can I take your order?” The question hangs in the peaceful air, charged with the gentle tension of a first mee…