Su Ji, like luck.

Funny, because I never had any.

October 1, 2014 -- Time 7:30 pm

Every single day since then, he would come.

Myungsoo would.

And he'd say the same "Whichever one is fine."

I'd always give him a venti, with a couple shots of expresso when he looked extra tired - I'm sure he needed it.

I thought today I would talk to him.

So, first day, huh? - that sounded superficial.

How do you like some October leaves? - they hadn't even started to fall.

I almost missed his whisper.

Almost.

"Decaf please" he'd said, in his husky, but enlightening, voice.

"How do you like October?"

"Ah, is it October already? I don't do dates, really - they're all the same."

September 25th, 2014 -- Time 5:05 pm

The red lights blinked on and off.

The siren blared.

People rushing to the boy.

I didn't do anything.

I couldn't do anything.

It was the same.

Mysterious, maybe-

But beautiful nonetheless.