Kyuhyun came to the café every day but not to drink coffee, eat, read the papers or work like what other people did. He simply came in, ordered caramel coffee, sat in a booth and stared off into space. Sometimes, it seemed like he was on the verge of tears. Sometimes, he smiled for no visible reason. The strangers who saw him felt pity for the lost man. He really didn’t need any of that.

“Kyuhyunnie…”

He looked up and he saw his three well meaning friends standing by the side of his table. A look of curiosity crossed his pale face. “How did you know?”

Sungmin frowned at the deteriorating drink on the table. “She loved that.”

“I know.”

o-o-o-o-o

                Jung Yunho had a favorite coffee shop. As a matter of fact, he made it a point to go there everyday. To most of those who noticed him, the raven haired man seemed to have fallen in love with the café’s aromatic and flavorful coffee and sinfully indulgent desserts. Partly, they were right.

To those who knew better, Jung Yunho seemed to have fallen in love with a certain barista.

                They noticed how he seemed to order only from her, how he smiled and spoke so sweetly to her and how he frequently glanced at her when he thought no one – especially her – was looking. Indeed, the man was in love with Choi Sooyoung.