1 : oceans away
Streaming HeartWhen he walked to the coffee shop and she saw him , her body didn't react that much , at least not how it did during the old days .
She did not cry at his sight , her legs didn't freeze and she didn't swallow her words this time , and guess he did the same , nothing much happened when their eyes connected either , it just felt like they were a solar system away .
now he's a regular guy with his regular clothes and regular order of coffee, in the middle of the regular crowd under this roof , nothing profound about him .
She followed the tall figure with her eyes as he studied the place in silence, until he sat down in the corner .. reading through some of his tidy notes .
" hey Rosie, Rosie! " a sudden call interupted the young lady's thoughts and brought her back to earth , lifting her chin up a bit , her sight shifted to the left and realised that it was jiwon giving her the order which is now ready to serve : a cup of capuccino with a croissant filled with chocolate.
they have been working non stop since an early hour of the morning , and it seems like it's still going on .
" ah sorry , I had my head lost in the clouds .. again ! I really need some rest " Rosé tried to explain with an embarrassed giggle , but in reality her head was not really in the clouds .
it was just wandering not too far away , and jiwon could probably guess since he was squinting his eyes at her , lips pressed in a thin line .
" there ! Table 12 , go Rosie .. you still have some to serve and you'll be free " he gestured to the table there , next the window. . The one she wish she could avoid , but since the only servant today was her , no one else could do it instead .. sadly .
the cherry haired lady held the plate between her hands and left the counter , her eyes glued on that one man sitting there .
" sure! " she announced hoping to sound as cheerful and natural as she usually did before taking her steps forward .
breath in , breath out .. it was hard for her to keep her composure when it was about him , about junhoe , even with the fact that she prepared herself emotionally to face him again , she was still nervous.
every step she managed to make on the marbled blocks echoed into her ears clearly, and the more she got closer , the noises around her melted in the background and got replaced with an uncomfortable buzz of silence .
he's just a regular guy , with regular clothes , a regular client. . Wasn't it supposed to be like that few minutes ago ?
so anxious , so excited , and somehow so sad ? After all , she's upposed to be happy , to rush toward him and welcome him with an embrace .
She must be merry to see him again after so much years , ain't friends supposed to act like that ?
Rosie swallowed what blocked her throat and regrouped her courage and composure to stand beside the table , putting the plate on the wooden surface and murmured quietly
" your order , sir "
just like she would do to any other client .. any regular client.
Will she receive a greeting, a special treatment or at least a smile ? Their orbs met for a couple of seconds which felt like an eternity..
She could tell he didn't change that much , those dark eyes and long lashes , nice brushed jet black hair and that clear skin wearing a peachy glow of the sky that the window reflected, a pretty good looking man .
But soon disappointment slipped through her ribs and squeezed her heart and it was when he simply looked at his coffee, then again busied himself with his phon
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