By Zephyria 
Mo Yeon-hu stared at his reflection in the glass.
The white shirt, with just the right amount of room, and the beige and gray pants, with their neatly folded hems, looked good. His light ash-brown hair, meticulously styled for twenty minutes, naturally covered his eyelids. His cat-like eyes peeked out slightly whenever his hair moved.
It was an outfit that looked natural but was, in fact, perfectly set, yet Mo Yeon-hu looked visibly nervous.
“Hoo….”
He took a small, deep breath and turned his head to stare at a cafe. Mo Yeon-hu had hesitated around it several times before finally managing to open the cafe door and enter.
“Hello!”
A cheerful voice spread out with the tinkling sound of the bell. At the same time, the corners of Mo Yeon-hu’s lips twitched as if he was in a very good mood, but he quickly pressed them shut as if nothing had happened.
Do you believe in love, and destiny?
“Are you ready to order?”
I do.
Mo Yeon-hu answered himself and raised his head.
He noticed a small woman standing at the counter, ready to take his order.
She had a small face and particularly round, large eyes, and she smiled brightly. Mo Yeon-hu clenched his fist as he saw her.
“Are you going to have the Signature Einspänner again today?”
Kang Mi-yeong, the cafe employee, asked him in a soft voice. Mo Yeon-hu quickly turned his head, hiding his ears, which were about to turn red.
“…Yes.”
As he answered, trying to hide the sound of his rapidly beating heart, Ms. Mi-yeong said kindly, “Please insert your card here! Would you like a receipt?”
“No.”
“Okay, here’s your buzzer! Please wait a moment!”
Mo Yeon-hu tried to act nonchalant, but his heart was beating so fast when she handed him the buzzer that his legs kept trembling. In the end, he couldn’t help but snatch the card and buzzer and turn away.
While waiting for his coffee, he diligently watched Mi-yeong, pretending not to.
“Ms. Mi-yeong, we’re out of these?”
“Yes, I put out a new one next to it!”
“That order is next, and this one is….”
No one paid attention to the quiet chatter of the employees, but Mo Yeon-hu perked up his ears to hear even one more syllable of Mi-yeong’s voice. However, when she looked in his direction, Mo Yeon-hu quickly turned his head as if he hadn’t been looking.
‘She’s really cute today too.’
His ears were completely red, while his face was so cold that someone might mistake him for being angry.
Recently, Mo Yeon-hu had been in the throes of a passionate unrequited love.
He couldn’t forget the first time he saw Mi-yeong, during that rather hot summer.
‘Why is Seo Tae-min always late….’
After receiving a message from his friend Seo Tae-min that he would be late, Mo Yeon-hu, feeling hot in the car and thirsty, entered Nova to order a drink and sit down.
‘Hello!’
‘One Watermelon juice, please.’
‘Ah…! Yes, I understand.’
Mo Yeon-hu, who was particularly sensitive to heat, wore a long-sleeved shirt, unaware that the late summer heat was still going strong, and ordered any drink he saw while sweating profusely.
It was the moment he lifted his head, thinking that he would kill anyone who bothered him in this terrible heat.
‘It’s too hot, isn’t it!’
She smiled kindly and brought what appeared to be her personal handheld fan to Mo Yeon-hu’s face for a moment.
‘I’ll make it for you quickly.’
Her face seemed to move slowly, like in slow motion. A fantasy unfolded as if baby angels were blowing trumpets above his head, and Mo Yeon-hu’s eyes widened.
At that moment, he sensed it.
‘This is… love.’
It was the moment an unexpected, traffic-accident-like unrequited love began.
If his friends had seen it, they would have made a fuss, asking how many times his “real true love” had started already. Well, they had every reason to react that way.
Because 26-year-old Mo Yeon-hu’s unrequited love was…….
‘This time it’s real.’
In fact, it was approaching its 46th iteration.
Mo Yeon-hu was sincere this time too. It had already been almost two months since he started coming to see Kang Mi-yeong every day.
However, when his friends, who knew his long history of unrequited love, heard that Mo Yeon-hu had fallen for a cafe employee, they all laughed.
‘I wonder how long it’ll last this time. How many times has that bastard done this already~’
‘Mo Yeon-hu likes someone again??’
‘Hey, I was wondering why he’d been so quiet lately. Who is it this time?’
Of course, as this situation went on for quite a while, his friends seemed to be half-convinced, but they still didn’t seem to fully believe it.
‘How can this feeling be a lie.’
But Mo Yeon-hu had no doubt in his feelings. Someone might ask him if something bad happened today, seeing him staring at the counter with a sharp look.
‘Like a baby rabbit. Ms. Mi-yeong is cute.’
His mind was already filled with a Mi-yeong-only flower garden, his heart was busy gushing non-stop, and his heart was pounding.
Of course, Mo Yeon-hu didn’t show it.
Because if he did, he might unknowingly shout “My love, my baby rabbit” at Mi-yeong.
“Thank you.”
“Yes! Thank you!”
Holding his coffee, he barely suppressed his desire to see Mi-yeong more and sat down nonchalantly.
Mo Yeon-hu sat down in his usual spot today. It was a location that was appropriately hidden, allowing him to see Mi-yeong without being too obvious.
[Date]
Seo Tae-min
[Unintelligible]
Where the hell are you
4:12 PM
4:13 PM
Cafe
Seo Tae-min
Don’t tell me you’re at the cafe again, waiting to meet that Mi-yeon or whatever, claiming it’s destiny?
4:13 PM
4:13 PM
Ms. Mi-yeong
Seo Tae-min
lol okay..;;Ms. Mi-yeong;
4:13 PM
4:14 PM
Yeah good
Seo Tae-min
But seriously, still nothing??? Why not just confess??
I think she’d accept if you did
4:14 PM
Mo Yeon-hu’s eyes flickered at the incoming DM.
‘A confession….’
In fact, he knew that his appearance was objectively not bad.
It wasn’t as if he had never received a confession before, and he had dating experience.
‘But I’ve never had a good outcome with someone I liked.’
Incoming call
Seo Tae-min
Slide to answer
It was only natural that Seo Tae-min, who knew all these circumstances, couldn’t stand his curiosity and made a call.
Mo Yeon-hu’s gaze, which had been on the three letters of the name on the screen, glanced towards the counter. Seeing Mi-yeong tidying up, the corners of his lips unconsciously lifted, but the vibration showed no sign of stopping.
‘He’ll keep calling until I answer.’
Mo Yeon-hu clicked his tongue and finally got up from his seat.
“Why. Seo Tae-min.”
He answered the phone in a languid voice and left the cafe.
Mo Yeon-hu hesitated as he was about to smoke in the smoking area next to the cafe.
‘Ms. Mi-yeong probably hates the smell of cigarettes, right?’
He just stuffed the cigarette into his pocket, and Seo Tae-min said from the other side.
―Hey, are you at the cafe again today? To meet your love?
“That’s right. Can I hang up? I need to see our Ms. Mi-yeong’s face more.”
―…Wow, I can’t get used to it. This bastard’s unrequited love on-off is so severe.
Mo Yeon-hu blinked and replied.
“What can I do if I like it.”
It was his unique, slow, and slightly clumsy way of speaking.
“I think this time it’s real….”
His voice, which seemed to have never experienced competition, was very gentle and weak, unintentionally breaking the other person’s will to fight.
―Ugh, okay. Never mind. Do you even exchange words with your forty-somethingth destiny?
“We exchange them well.”
―Oh, what did you talk about?
“What are you drinking, please insert your card, do you need a receipt?”
―……Wow… impressive.
Is that what you call talking? Seo Tae-min said, sounding dumbfounded.
―This time, huh? Let’s make it a little easier! Just go and get her number!
Mo Yeon-hu blinked at the advice to keep it simple and captured Kang Mi-yeong in his sight far away.
“Actually, I seriously considered it, but I gave up. I don’t think Ms. Mi-yeong would give me her number…….”
―Why? Does she have a boyfriend?
“Um, I heard she’s been single for a while.”
―You pick up on everything…. Then?
“Just.”
Mo Yeon-hu said seriously.
“How can an angel give her number to a human.”