Whenever it rained in Hansol's inner paradise, he always focused on how the water flow would ruin the place and how grey and depressing the sky would look like. But there was always Byungjoo, who reminded him that life could not possibly grow without rain. 

Cuando en el paraíso interno de Hansol llueve, él siempre ve la corriente del río haciendo estragos a su paso y el gris deprimente en el cielo. Pero ByungJoo le recuerda que sin lluvia la vida no podría crecer.

Byungjoo likes to divide his clients into four groups- Espressos, Cappuccinos, Lattes and Caramel Macchiatos....

 byungjoo has trouble differentiating which feelings are the right ones for hansol.

Hansol just can't keep his eyes off the muscular younger, he found his arms always around him, fingers always gliding across his skin. He hadn't realized it yet, but he'd grown a strong addiction, obsession to his colleague, and he wasn't just acting. It wasn't any good in both their cases. How was he supposed to star in a movie while having the younger tug at his feelings, lines and sanity.