The customers goes in in groups.

Giggling and whispering excited with each other. I can't help the frown on my face and my friends noticed my mood since i became unusally quiet again.

 I saw him as we walked in front of the big windows - he's taking orders by the counter.  The line made my brows go together. Almost everyone is on his lane while his co- worker has maybe 4 or 5 people standing in line.

I walked inside,still my eyes on him - he was smiling widely at the girl in front of him who was obviously acting cute as she twirls a strand of her hair on her finger.

"Dara , relax... You look like you're gonna eat them alive..." Yoona whispered.

" Or gonna start ripping someones hair off..." chaerin answered with a chuckle.

I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Look for a seat - the best one. Make one available if you have to." I told them before going straight to the counter. 

In front of him.

He looked at me with a raised brow.

"Yah there's a line!" Someone said.

"Go to the back...." Another answered.

I turned around and faced them - i saw some recognition on their faces. 

Of course they'll recognize me!

My father is one of best entrepreneurs & richest in the country- and me as his only child, i would be an heir to his multi-billion company.  I've been interviewed a lot,graced some of the most exclusive business magazines -as one of the future leaders in business ; and some fashion magazines as well - since i am always in style and sometimes fashion forward.

But I knew the talks about me... My reputation isn't confined on our school alone. Almost everyone knew of my personality - that i'm a brat and someo