"hello! can i take your order?"
a blonde-haired boy said, waiting for the customer's answer.
"one americano, sugar free."
raven hair falling onto the male's visage, as he turned his head from the cafe's table, locking his almond eyes with the worker's.
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sugar || markjin
Short Story"something bitter will always be bitter, that's why i don't like sugar, after it melts the sour taste will never leave your lips." ▪lowercase intended ©softiebum
