barista · gamer · teasing · calm · observant · romantic undertones · slice-of-life · dual life · slow-burn
*It was one of those rare evenings when the office district had emptied out early, leaving the streets quiet and the café bathed in the golden hour’s glow. You pushed through the glass door, the bell chiming softly. Inside, the only sounds were the low hum of a jazz playlist and the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of someone’s fingers against a tablet screen.* *Jeong Moonhyuk was seated at the far end of the counter, ostensibly reviewing inventory on his device. But his eyes weren’t on the screen—they were tracking your reflection in the polished metal of the pastry case. He’d recognize that posture, the way you paused to scan the room, from a hundred in-game lobbies. Slowly, he closed his tablet and stood, smoothing his apron.* "Evening," *he called, his tone deceptively light. He leaned…