By Zephyria 
How could a fork bend like that? Mo Yeon-hu couldn’t take his eyes off the sight, and Kang Mi-yeong retorted in a grumbling tone.
“What is it…? Why are you here making a fuss from morning?”
“Just trying to live diligently.”
“Suddenly? Then go do a shoot, why are you here at the cafe doing this?”
“How can I get work when I’m ugly?”
“What nonsense, you must have thrown a fit saying you didn’t want to.”
“I didn’t.”
“Hey, I heard something. My aunt was already-!”
The face that had been smiling slightly at Mo Yeon-hu was gone, and Kwon Mi-eon’s face towards Ms. Mi-yeong was expressionless, and his tone was far from friendly.
The gap was puzzling, but the content of their conversation was more interesting.
‘Judging from the mention of a shoot, is she a model or something?’
Mo Yeon-hu’s gaze, which had been watching the bickering pair, glanced at Kwon Mi-eon.
They were nothing alike to be cousins. If Kang Mi-yeong had a soft and round impression, Kwon Mi-eon somehow had an impression that seemed to gather only sharp and pointy things.
But even that sharp impression, when his eyes curved, for example, when the dots above and below his eyes seemed to get a little closer…
‘This is ridiculous.’
…Huh?
‘Who’s helping whom?’
Mo Yeon-hu paused.
The curve of his eyes under the jet-black hair, the two dots that seemed to touch, and the voice that tickled his ears as he laughed.
‘What was that just now?’
Unlike his current blue dyed hair, the unusually black hair keeps lingering in his mind like an afterimage. He blinked in surprise, and Kwon Mi-eon’s gaze turned to Mo Yeon-hu.
Their eyes met, and his eyes narrowed. As if he noticed that Mo Yeon-hu had recalled a piece of that night.
But Mo Yeon-hu couldn’t look at him any longer.
“Excuse me… do you have a moment?”
It was because of Ms. Mi-yeong, who tilted her head slightly and asked the question. Mo Yeon-hu’s attention, which had been entirely focused on Kwon Mi-eon, turned back to her.
Ms. Mi-yeong was talking to him. And with such a shy smile.
At that cute sight, Mo Yeon-hu almost dropped all pretense and nodded repeatedly, saying that he had all the time in the world.
“Yes.”
Of course, he managed to stop with just one nod, barely holding onto the last thread of reason.
“That’s a relief! There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you since the last time!”
As the baby rabbit smiled brightly at him, Mo Yeon-hu almost disarmed again.
‘Cute…’
How could a person be so bright and cute? Just as he was about to smile back, a cold voice was heard.
“What? What do you want to ask?”
Kwon Mi-eon was staring at Kang Mi-yeong with a face that seemed uncomfortable.
Of course, Kang Mi-yeong casually ignored him and handed her phone to Mo Yeon-hu. To him, this whole process seemed like slow motion.
‘What, could this really be…’
Could it be… that she’s asking for my number?
No wonder Ms. Mi-yeong had been particularly worried and missed since this morning. Although it seemed to be because she had a thing with someone that didn’t work out, but so what.
He was so moved that she had plucked up the courage to ask for his number, even though he always froze up and couldn’t speak properly in front of her.
‘…Huh?’
But the phone screen was strange. Instead of a keypad where you could save contact information, Starsta was up.
“Do you use Starsta?”
These days, they get each other’s Starsta instead of contact information, is that it? But Kang Mi-yeong chattered brightly at Mo Yeon-hu.
“I think you’re a regular, so we often hold events for our followers at our cafe.”
With the explanation, Mo Yeon-hu looked at the account ID and smiled awkwardly.
[@cafe_NoVa.]
It was the cafe account, not a personal account.
“If you follow the account and just press ‘like,’ we give away free iced americanos to our customers? So if you follow us, it’ll be beneficial in many ways…”
So it was a sales pitch after all. But he wasn’t disappointed.
‘Ms. Mi-yeong has a great affection for the cafe. Even more impressive.’
Seeing her businesslike appearance, he thought she was admirable and cute. He could even pluck stars from the sky for Ms. Mi-yeong’s request, but this time there was nothing he could do.
Because he doesn’t use Starsta.
“Hyung doesn’t use Starsta.”
…Because he doesn’t.
“……?”
Mo Yeon-hu was taken aback. Kwon Mi-eon, who had been quietly watching, stepped forward before he could even answer.
“Kwon Mi-eon, how do you know?”
Kang Mi-yeong seemed just as surprised, asking the man in a startled tone. Kwon Mi-eon didn’t answer. He didn’t even look at Kang Mi-yeong.
Only when he felt Mo Yeon-hu’s gaze, he immediately noticed and looked at him like a ghost.
“……”
Their eyes met, and Kwon Mi-eon moved his lips as if to say something, but that was it. He turned his head away as if he had never said anything.
“How do you know? You’re spouting nonsense again.”
Of course, this was suitable for misunderstanding. As Kang Mi-yeong tried to grill Kwon Mi-eon, Mo Yeon-hu stepped in.
“It’s true that I don’t use SNS…”
Only then did Kang Mi-yeong smile awkwardly.
“Really? Wow, in this day and age… But that’s a bit of a shame. I’m the manager, so I could pick you for all the events as a regular customer service.”
Kang Mi-yeong looks at Mo Yeon-hu with a regretful face.
“We really have a variety of events. Um… no, the owner gives away prizes during the holiday season, and Jeju Island travel vouchers, and lots of desserts. I can really draw you as a winner for most of them…”
Mo Yeon-hu’s heart wavered at her overly regretful appearance. She wants to participate in the event so much…
“I’ll install it.”
Mimi Bird Mo Yeon-hu eventually took out his phone.
“Yes?”
“I’m installing Starsta now.”
He couldn’t let the baby rabbit continue to make regretful noises.
“……Huh?”
Kwon Mi-eon couldn’t hide his dumbfounded expression and let out a hollow laugh, but Mo Yeon-hu and Kang Mi-yeong were already lost in their own world.
“You don’t have to do that on purpose because of me!”
“No, it’s okay. I’m a regular… it’s good to participate in events.”
“Wow! I’ll pick you without making it obvious! Just make sure to participate!”
Of course, Mo Yeon-hu hates troublesome things very much, so he’s barely ever participated in events.
“Okay.”
I’ll start now, I guess.
Kwon Mi-eon scoffed every time Mo Yeon-hu answered, but both of them were outside his interest.
“Oh, do you have an account?”
“I probably have one that I made a long time ago. Just a moment.”
It was annoying to find a dead account, but he was happy to have a long conversation with Ms. Mi-yeong under that excuse. That’s why Mo Yeon-hu endured the annoyance and entered his ID.
In fact, isn’t the ID always the same?
[@momo01019]
An ID with his nickname and birthday. As soon as he pressed it, an empty profile with no activity appeared.
‘Come to think of it, I deleted it not long after returning from Canada…’
Most of the people he followed were Lee Seung-hwan’s connections, so he had stopped using Starsta a long time ago. He was the one who coaxed Mo Yeon-hu, who had no interest in SNS in the first place, to do it.
First, he thought he would follow Ms. Mi-yeong’s cafe only, and then clean up the rest later.
“I found the account. I’ll follow you now.”
“Yes, great! We’re having an iced americano and dessert set event right now? I’ll pick you right away!”
“Is it okay to do that?”
“There aren’t many participants anyway, so it won’t be obvious!”
Mo Yeon-hu thought it was so cute that she was offering to give him coffee for free even though they had only met face-to-face.
‘She was resourceful even in the game, so her personality doesn’t go anywhere.’
Seeing one thing, you know ten, and he was sure that Ms. Mi-yeong was versatile.
Ding!
Suddenly, a notification popped up at the top.
Starsta
Now
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lol
An unknown English nickname sent him a message out of the blue.
Who knew about his ghost account that hadn’t been active for a while and sent it? Mo Yeon-hu, who was puzzled, clicked on the other person’s account and tilted his head.
He was also puzzled that it was an account he was already following, and there was only one post.
He immediately pressed the post to figure out who it was. A photo of a fish tank with a blue betta, a photo of the night sky, and…
‘Kwon Mi-eon?’
…The man sitting across from him was in the photo. Even though he was wearing casual clothes, he had a captivating presence just standing on the street. And another notification popped up.
K
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Aren’t you curious?
Of course, he was curious. Why me…
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Why I’m following you