Moon aka Y/N Miller. A popular music creator, the talk of the music industry for the past two years. The only problem being that no one knows who the person behind the screen is. When asked to produce BTS' upcoming album, the artist is conflicted.
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I am awoken by my alarm ringing. I roll over and turn off my alarm, 8:20 a.m. my phone shines. I get up and walk to my closet taking out an outfit. Today I have work at the coffee shop, definitely prefer it over my restaurant job. Reasons being; I get to wear a normal outfit and I don't have to deal with ignorant people...most times.
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A/N: your outfit
I finish getting ready, grabbing my boots I head to the front door. I sit down on a chair and put on my boots. Before heading out I throw on my jean jacket and grab my helmet. I close and lock my door heading down my apartment stairs.
I arrive at work after riding my bike through early morning traffic. As I walk in the bell above the door rings - indicating someone has entered or left.
"Good morning Y/N!" my co-worker, Hye-ji greets.
Hye-ji and I are similar except she is way more extroverted than me and she's taller. Also, she beats me in looks, but according to her she doesn't. She does.
"Morning Hye-ji!" I greet, walking behind the counter to the employee room.
I place my helmet in my little cubby/locker and hang my jacket on a hook. I put on my name tag and tie on my apron. I walk back out and see that there are already customers. I go to the open cash register.
"Hello, what would you like?" I ask the customer, a young female with long black hair.
"Hello, may I have a medium iced americano," she places her order.
"Alright, that will be ten thousand won," I tell her, she hands me her card. I swipe it and give it back to her.
"I'll go make your drink," I say and head over to the machine.
Man, I love the smell of coffee I inhale the scent.
"Here you go ma'am, have a nice day," I smile, handing her the coffee.
"Thank you, you too!" she replies and walks out the door.
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My day went on, serving coffee and pastries. Watching kids and couples come in and out. It is almost closing time so there are barely any customers. Besides me and Hye-ji there are two girls, gossiping about their day.
Ah, high school life, something I don't miss I reminisce.
Currently wiping down a table I hear the bell ring. I look up to see a male figure, why does he seem oddly familiar? I wonder. He walks to the counter. As he walks, the fabric of his muted navy blue hoodie ruffles with his step.
"Hello, I'll be right with you," I tell him, tucking the rag into my apron pouch and going to the register.
