Finding the empty table at the corner, Chaeyoung carries the entire tray and sets it down carefully.

Myoui Mina joins the cub, sitting directly across from her.

Taking a sip of her Americano, Mina bends the straw to Chaeyoung, thoughtfully sharing her beverage.

“So bitter,” Chaeng’s conscience mumbles whilst her lips.

“It tastes good, like your heart,” she jokes and stirs her cup of coffee.

Blowing on her coffee, Chaeyoung slowly takes a sip and then shares it with Mina too.

Grabbing onto Chaeyoung’s fingers too, Mina takes a sip and the sweetness traces her upper lip.

“Yours taste sweet,” Mina softly comments.

“…like you,” she lowly says.

Chaeyoung darts her eyes at the beautiful girl then sips her hot coffee again.

“Yours is…cold,” the cub says, not wanting to say bitter.

“Like your hands during winter where I can keep them warm,” she states with a chuckle.

Mina cheeses and sits back crossing her legs. Chaeyoung copies too and stares at Mina with a loving smile.  

“What,” Mina whispers with a cute giggle.

Chaeyoung shrugs then leans forth to grab her coffee and dimples with an arced brow.

“You really want to know?” she whispers and stares at her cup.  

Mina’s lips crease to a smile and the curious girl leans in.

“What,” she says again a little impatient.