OC's POV

I peacefully slept throughout the whole night dreaming some weird stuff about Jeonghan oppa as an angel floating around the room. I sat up immediately and stared straight at my poster filled wall, my whole face is completely screaming, wtf?!

Shaking my head rapidly, I went to quickly get dressed, this time, wearing another dress but a casual one. You might ask me, why do you wear dresses every day? Well, let me answer you. One, I can't match outfits together cause.. Well, that's not where my talent is at. Two, my body works well with dresses than with shorts and jeans. And three, spending money on a shirt and a bottom combined is like the same amount of money for buying a dress but way less work and time wasted.

Today, I placed on my pastel blue dress that reaches right above my knee while grabbing a short cardigan to wear just in case it gets cold in the cafe. I quickly changed into the outfit, running a comb through my hair and I'm out of my room.

I nodded hello to my mother as I walk to the bathroom to wash up. After that's done, I went down to the kitchen and grabbed myself two slices of bread for breakfast before walking out to the intersection to meet Jisu.

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With school finally ending, all the students burst out of the classrooms right when the bell rang. Nothing could hold them back at all as I joined them in rushing out of the school building.

Because it's our last year of high school and my last day as well, Jisu, Chan, and I brought nothing with us except our wallet, phone, keys, and a bottle of water. All three of us met up in front of the school before making our way to the cafe.

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We stepped into the cafe, expecting no one but Jeonghan, but instead, we were greeted by a rude yell.

"Hey! We're not open!" I heard the voice called out and I blinked.

I turned to look at the direction where the voice came from and heard Jisu grumbling about how rude that person is.

"Uh.. Yeah, we know. We're actually workers here?" Jisu called out and stared at the male that's in front of us.

His weirdly dyed, pink hair and his round face, made him look our age. He's pretty short too, for a male as I feel myself grinning a bit at how adorable he his.

"Don't mind him.." I heard a voice call out to us as I broke into a grin.

It's Jeonghan. I nodded and turned to look at him. "Hello there.." I said and bowed with Chan and Jisu following along.

"Anyway, that's Jihoon, but he prefers to be called Woozi instead. He's been working at cafes since he was your age. So if you ever need help or anything, I suggest you guys ask." Jeonghan said and I gasped.

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