9 Medium Americanos - 우진

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"Here's your coffee and hot chocolate. Enjoy." I said to the couple as I handed them a drink and went back to the counter where I was serving.

"Hi, can I get 9 Medium Americanos, take out please?" A tall blonde haired guy said, walking straight up and ordering.

"Yes, what's your name?" I asked, holding the cup.

"Woojin." He said.

He has a nice name.

"That will be 30,000 won." I said, he nodded, getting out his card and making a wireless payment.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling and nose scrunching up, and went to sit on the couch waiting for the coffees to be ready.

I got my colleague to help, because there were 9 of them, and he looked like he was in a rush.

We were finished in 5 minutes and he walked over quickly.

"Thanks." He said, dropping the receipt next to me and hurrying off.

"Excuse me, you forgot-" I started to say but he practically ran out.

I noticed the receipt had a number on it, and a little note.
~ Call me x

I cringed a little at the cute note, but decided against it because he was a stranger, and went back to work.

The next few weeks were tedious, with work and school, nothing exciting happening.

I was sorting out my finances when I came across the receipt again, though I thought I had thrown it away.

Curiosity got the better of me, and even though my mum said to never talk to strangers, I phoned the number.

"Hello, who is this?" He asked on the end of the line, his voice was cute and soft.

"(Y/n), the coffee shop girl." I said, face-palming at my stupid introduction.

"Ahh, the girl who wrote, 'Woojin, you have a nice name' on my cup." He said, and I face-palmed again.

Why do I always write down my thoughts?

Why have I got to embarrass myself all the time?

"Unfortunately, the very same." I said, he chuckled.

His laugh was so cute.

"Want to meet up?" I asked, he sighed.

"I'm rehearsing right now, maybe later?" He asked, I smiled to myself.

"Rehearsing for what?" I asked.

"You don't know me?" He asked.

"Umm, I legit only know your name and the fact you are a sucker for Americanos, you fucking ordered 9 of them!" I said, laughing.

He laughed awkwardly.

"I'm a trainee." He said, I gasped.

"Which agency?" I asked, however, I legit only knew the big three.

"JYP." He said, and I gasped.

It was one of the big three, so I knew it.

"Are you going to debut?" I asked.

"Hopefully soon." He said, I could hear laughing from behind the phone.

"Are you with the other trainees?" I asked.

"Just a few, I'll see you at 4." He said, chuckling and hanging up.

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