- When fiction writers have to sit at this coffee shop every day to study, absorb, and taste the taste of each type of coffee. This writer thought of a childhood friend whose family opened a coffee shop in the old house where he used to live. The same shop where he sat and watched the barista make coffee every day -

- I don't know if he will remember him or not. But his heart-shaped smile will always be remembered -

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I'll search the universe

Until I find you again

When my small universe that holds my whole world.

Jingle

“A place of memories

Memories Café

Welcome.”

The barista and shop owner's soft voice sounded as soon as the shop door was opened by someone and a small golden bell. It vibrated until a sound followed. He smiled until his heart-shaped lips widened.

It hasn't changed at all.

big eyes

and cute heart-shaped lips

And it seems that he himself doesn't remember me.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't remember me. But I will come back and make new memories with this barista.

I will make you a galaxy in my universe again.

The tall, slender 'returner' at this coffee shop immediately recalled childhood memories when he saw the face of the person standing calmly and neatly behind the coffee machine.

It's a memory with the faint smell of coffee. Even though this memory is thin and floating like a white mist But it made him never forget this person, even for a single second.

He never blamed fate for what he had to do to him. This is separated from and absent from each person's life, never at all, because he has beliefs that other people tend to view as vain, but keeps reassuring him that No matter what The gravity of the world must bring us together again.

It's been 18 years already.

“Uh, you.”

“Ah… yes, that is… me.”

“I don't know what the customers will receive.”

"Well, I don't know how to order coffee."

A tall young man in a handsome white shirt and black slacks stood shyly running a hand through his soft, light brown hair. It is true that He doesn't know how to order coffee. Because he didn't like the bitterness of the coffee on the tip of his tongue at all. But because in childhood

He secretly likes the person standing in front of him right now. The son of a coffee shop owner who is still cute and makes his heart flutter has never changed. Every time he locked eyes with him His heart was pounding so hard it could almost bounce off the left side of his chest.

"Uh..Then why don't you try hot cocoa first?"

“Alright.”

“The taste is slightly bitter. But it has a soft aroma and a strong taste. When you've only had one drink You will immediately feel refreshed.”

A serious expression while explaining His jet-black hair flowed with his movements. Heart-shaped lips that moved with each phrase. Serious eyes staring at the can of cocoa powder. small hands that shows off gestures and a faint fragrance that floats out of you Elements of the image I see now Makes me unable to take my eyes off you.

“Uh...if that's the case. Please invite customers to sit and wait at the table first.”

The owner of the light brown hair did not reply with words, but only nodded slightly. Then you sat your body down on a shiny silver stainless steel chair. In front of him was a table of the same material as the chairs. Above it was a small potted plant. Put it up and decorate it.

“I got hot cocoa.”

A soft voice floated back into my ears again as a small, milky hand gently placed a cup of hot cocoa on the stainless steel table. The barista gave a small smile. Follow good manners He turned on his toes and prepared to walk back to the store counter, but the nasal sound of a double bass held him back.

"yes?"

“I mean, sit down first.”

Dressed in a black apron tied around his waist, Kyungsoo made his decision without much thought. Move the chair opposite the customer slightly before lowering your hips and sitting down in a neat manner. Immediately, your eyes followed the customer's body movements and secretly noticed the details on the other person's face, including sharp eyes, tan skin.

And his shy appearance made Kyungsoo think of something. It's like I've seen people before. This was a long time ago.

“Nice to meet you, I'm Kim Jongin.”

“Ah… Do Kyungsoo, nice to meet you too.”

The little barista accepted the business card that the tall man handed him with some confusion. Big eyes focus and carefully read the details on the business card. Kyungsoo finds out that this person is a romance novel writer for a famous publishing house. The person sitting in front of him now had the same name. One that still resonates in my dreams. Unfortunately Kyungsoo couldn't even remember the face of the owner of the name in this dream.

“So… Mr. Kyungsoo is the owner of the shop, right?”

“Yes, I am a barista and shop owner. I inherited this business from my father.”

“Oh, then let me be honest.”

“I am starting to write a novel for a new project that the editor assigned me. The main character is a person who likes to drink coffee a lot. and dreams of becoming a barista But I happen to not like drinking coffee that much. So I'm going to ask Mr. Kyungsoo for permission. I would like to come sit at this shop and try drinking coffee every day. Will I get it?”

"Sure, haha. Good. I'll have one more regular customer."

“And…Kyungsoo-san, can you help me with one more thing? If it's not too much trouble---”

"oh! It won't disturb you at all. But..what is the matter?”

“I want you to teach and explain everything. Tell me about coffee. Think of me as one of the students in your class.”

“Alright, Mr. Jongin.”

It's like the whole world stopped spinning the moment you said my name. With a deep, soft voice that resonates and resonates in the ears and in the heart. The lump under my left breast throbbed as soon as I saw the heart-shaped smile at the end of your sentence. Without you even realizing that your little hands

Made me fall in love with you again I couldn't give up and I was willing.

- Day One -

Starting over again with hot cocoa and you

Late on the second day I stand in this shop owned by you again with my heart focused from home. On my way out of the office In my heart there is only excitement and joy that I will be able to see your face again. Full, heart-shaped lips flashed a wide smile that hit my heart as soon as I opened the shop door.

“Today will start with a hot latte.”

I didn't even have to look at the menu or speak to order coffee. It's as if you can see into my heart. And you hardly had to order me to sit and wait at the table. Because of the long legs I was led to sit and wait at the same stainless steel table and chair as yesterday, along with a notebook with a light brown cover.

black ink ballpoint pen and a matte black notebook used for work

It was as if I had chosen the perfect moment and intended it to be. I was grateful that no other customers walked into the store. That's because you get to sit down and talk with me about coffee for a long time. And I would hear a voice as deep and sweet as the famous DJ's voice on the radio.

I raised the latte glass with rice-shaped milk foam to my lips and took a sip. The taste of coffee mixed with milk was still bitter to me when I tried drinking coffee again. At the same time, you start the class with an ever-serious attitude and explain about the 6,000 types of coffee beans that there are in total.

But there are two popular varieties, Arabica and Robusta. And you also explain that there are three types of coffee storage and production: wet, dry, and blended.

But that's it. I realized that I couldn't concentrate. Well, my eyes keep looking at your face like that Sometimes you can't help but ask why I'm looking at you. Is there something stuck on your cheek, along with the round cheeks? Your color begins to rise.

- Second day -

With a bitter and smooth latte. You and I got to know each other again through a private coffee class. And I want to reach out and pinch your soft cheek. Too much of you

Same time on the third day With the sound of my heart beating rapidly Today you still look as good in a black apron with a waistband as ever. With a wide heart-shaped smile that began to occur more and more frequently. Every time I turn to look at your face And it seems that you, too, probably knew and noticed me that I would be coming at this time.

Because you didn't even lift your head from wiping the small coffee cup, but you greeted in the same deep, soft voice as usual.

“Yesterday, Kyungsoo's latte made me almost unable to sleep, haha.”

No, it's not. It's your cute face that keeps me awake in my head.

“People who just start drinking coffee are like this. Latte for me is very weak.”

“Well, you're a barista. Um…Mr. Kyungsoo.”

"yes?"

“Would it be okay if I…would you just call me by my first name, without adding the word you in front of me--”

“Sure, that's good too. Calling you Jongin doesn't sound like much to me."

“Ah…if I'm being honest. I would say that I actually want to be closer to Kyungsoo.”

“Huh?”

“Because Kyungsoo is cute.”

After that, you looked down and started making coffee, looking clumsy. Until you accidentally dropped the coffee tasting spoon on the floor, causing a loud sound to echo throughout the shop. You quickly bent down to pick it up and stretched to your full height. Place the spoon in the sink. With full, pink lips showing a dry smile. Give it to me and your round cheeks become a lovely pink tint.

Not much time has passed. A hot cappuccino coffee cup was placed on the same stainless steel table that had become my regular table. The coffee smell was stronger than yesterday's latte. The appearance of the drink with a little milk foam floating on it. Today it's not a grain of rice. But it's a picture of a cute little bear. It was so cute that I couldn't help but smile widely.

The private coffee theory class started as soon as I picked up my porcelain cup and sipped from my hot cappuccino. And you explained the roasting and storage of coffee beans so quickly that I had to poke your slender hand and say,

“Kyungsoo, can you slow down? Jongin is in time to write it down.”

“Ah…I don't know what's wrong with us today. I'm sorry, Jongin.”

“Where are you uncomfortable?”

"It's nothing. It's just that my heart is beating fast. It's nothing."

“Is it because of Jongin? Kyungsoo's heart is pounding fast.”

Your heart-shaped lips were pressed together tightly until they formed a straight line, and your clear cheeks puffed out as if someone had pumped air into them. You stood up as soon as I finished speaking, picked up the coffee mug that was stained with dark brown stars, and immediately walked back to the counter. I could only hold back a smile and a soft chuckle in my throat.

I don't know if something was intentional or inspired. A playlist of music in the store that plays softly in the background. That then comes to a song that has a meaning like 'I like you'.

- Third day -

The hot bear cappuccino has a soft taste mixed with bitterness and the barista's shyness.

The words you said yourself made your heart beat so fast you couldn't do anything. I found your clumsy attitude to be cute in a different way. and round cheeks that were red like ripe tomatoes ready to fall from the tree.

very cute

Day 88

With two iced Americano cups in front of me and in front of the barista on the same stainless steel table. The original corner of the store, soft sunlight shining through the glass makes the inside of the store look bright. Your cute face too. Even if you cut your hair shorter or your face will look plump, because I often buy cakes for you.

But your cuteness like this has never diminished. No matter how many days have passed And it seems like it's increasing every time. It's even a lost day.

Likewise, the cuteness line in the graph soars upwards.

My feelings for Kyungsoo are the same.

My heart is the size of a fist, filled with every square meter of space by a barista named Do Kyungsoo.

Even though the private coffee theory class ended on the 26th and I sent the manuscript of a romance novel with a main character who dreams of becoming a barista to the editors for review on the 54th, I still Continue doing this routine over and over. A routine that a cute person named Do Kyungsoo took over and became a part of my life that I feel like I can't live without.

Since I walked into the store

Since that day

“Kyungsoo.”

“Hmm?”

“Look at this.”

I turned the laptop screen towards the little person sitting on the opposite side of the same stainless steel table and handed me a clean white headphone cable. You took it in confusion. But you didn't say anything. As soon as you have finished inserting the headphone into your ear, My finger dipped on the button.

space bar

almost instantly to play a video clip for you to watch

Clip that I recorded yesterday

In the clip, the person you say looks like a bear is saying crazy things in a clumsy manner because the bear himself is very shy.

PLAY

0.05 sec

- Kyungsoo, ah...how do I start? I personally have many things to confess to Kyungsoo. Even though what I say from now on doesn't sound elegant or touching, But what I will say next is something that truly comes from my heart. Listen carefully…

I don't know if Kyungsoo remembers when he was 12 years old, 18 years ago. On that day, there was a boy next to my house. Very cute looking, small but meaty, standing hesitantly in front of my house. The boy held a box of kimchi to his chest. I asked, 'Who are you?' The boy just said, '

My mother asked me to bring some kimchi for your mother.’ And I saw the same heart-shaped smile from that boy that I had seen for the past 87 days.

I didn't expect you to recognize me right away. Because 18 years have passed and everyone has grown and changed. But with you…you never change. Your lips and heart-shaped smile are still the same. Made my heart tremble and beat very fast. Get the same

I've liked you since 18 years ago. I'm sure I still like you and haven't changed since I walked into your store on the 1st day I met you again. And I am sure that Whether it's 88 days, 100 days, or any number of days beyond that. I still like you.

It doesn't decrease and it increases every day.

And what about Kyungsoo? Do you think the same way as Jongin?

I felt very nervous and excited. While you are watching my confession clip And it looks like you should have finished watching this clip. You removed the headphones from the tiny ears. your phone and pull the cable out of the notebook connector. Handed it back to my hand. His attitude was so calm that I began to be afraid. So I lowered my head and looked down to think about what to do next. But my small hands

Yours instead grabbed and held my hand tightly on the stainless steel table. Until I had to lift my head and dare to look at your face again.

“Ah! I like Jongin, I have liked him since the 3rd day—”

“I liked it from the moment Jongin said, 'Where do you feel sick?'”

"Until today, I still like it. I really like it."

Coffee number 88: Iced Americano with just one shot of syrup.

Strong coffee smell Still floating around the tip of the nose

The taste is bitter and slightly sour.

My hand holds yours on our regular table.

You gave me a big heart-shaped smile.

My heart swells because of your love.

- Kim Jongin's universe has a galaxy named Do Kyungsoo that keeps revolving around and fills us with feelings that never diminish every day –

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