I stared at the signboard, my stomach slightly filled with butterflies. 'BlackJack Café'. It was no big deal, just my first time at Ahjumma Kim's sons' Café. I cannot believe I'm worrying about such a minor thing. I shake my head. Well, at least I thought of calling my cousin to join me. I can see her sitting on one of the comfy sofa chairs at the window. I open the door and the smell of pastries and coffee filled my nose. I can feel the cosiness, the warmth inside. I can hear IU's song 'Obliviate' playing softly as the background music in the shop. Not bad, good music choice. 

The shop is filled with people all having a chat with their companions. Everyone seems to have a smile plastered across their calm faces. The interior of the café is simple and slightly elegant with the comfy-looking light brown sofas and marble coffee tables. The place is neat, and the atmosphere is light and cheerful. I cannot help but smile as I walk towards my cousin who is smiling at me.

"Hey, cuz," she greets me with warm hug. It has been quite some time since I saw her; she was busy with her job. I guess being a fashion designer isn't a day's work. 

"I missed you, Nam Hee. How have you been? Your job?" I ask. 

"I have been wonderful and happy, of course. My job? Ah, well, I love my job so I guess it's not a burden to me. I should really design an outfit for you, cuz. How inconsiderate of me to not think of this earlier." she says.

"You said that many times already though," I joke. "But I still haven't had any outfit I can boast about to everyone who sees me." 

She laughs. "I missed you a lot, cuz. You and your ways." Her eyes turn into crescents and I smile too. 

"Nam Hee!" an unfamiliar voice calls out. My cousin and I turn our heads and we see a round-faced boy with red-orange hair. My first thought is that his eyes were beautiful; he has single eyelids. He reminds me of a cute chubby hamster, but I eliminated that thought. He is smiling like he knows us, or more likely, Nam Hee. I turn my head and look at her, she is smiling too, her gaze friendly and warm. 

So they know each other?Oh.

"Xiumin!" That must be his name, I note. Oh wait. He's Ahjumma Kim's son. Now I know. "How have you been? How is sales going? I'm sorry I couldn't drop by and have a cup of your famous coffee but I was pretty busy. Well you know." Nam Hee laughs. 

"It's fine, it's fine," the boy named Xiumin says. "Having the usual today?" His voice is angelic and sweet. Words just rolled off his tongue swiftly. "Yes. Of course," my cousin replies. I am momentorarily captivated by his cute face and his voice that I nearly forget to be slightly annoyed that I was forgotten.

But then he turn towards me and gives me a heart warming smile that I nearly forgot my name. Fudge. 

"Hello, Rael," He speaks to me. He knows me!(?) He spoke my name like it was the most beautiful name he has ever heard and spoken of (okay maybe that was a little too over, but hey, I feel that way).

I lose myself and suddenly find it hard to form coherent words and sentences in my mind to say to the angel before me. "H-hi." I slap myself inwardly. I think I more or less squeaked the reply out, but he doesn't seem to be bothered by it and didn't back away like I am a dangerous freak. That is good. A very good thing. I was relieved and I snap myself out of the stupid consevation I am having with my brain.

"My mother sent me a photo of you, so that I'd know how you look like when you come to my café." He beams and I feel my heartbeat quicken. I feel the heat rush to my cheeks and I think, if I'm not mistaken, I blushed. I freaking blushed! I never blushed before in my whole life and this boy just made me. What is this?

He takes out his phone and with a few swipes he managed to view the photo of me. He shows my cousin and she laughs, and curiosity killed the cat so I went to his side to get a look at my photo. 

It was a selca I took a few days ago. I do not know how in the world did Ahjumma Kim find that (I posted it on Instagram, and I think Ahjumma Kim has an account there too). I was blushing yet again and I feel sort of conscious about myself when he shows me that photo. Well then, at least it is one of my good-looking photos. Phew. 

After about 30 seconds looking at my own selca, did I only realize I was only a few inches away from Xiumin. 

I nearly gasped, but thankfully didn't. I retreat slowly, to make it not look so obvious. He gives me a grin. Oh, those puffy cheeks. Shut up. His milky white skin. SHUT UP. His beautiful eyes. Fudge. 

"She'll have the cappucino, Xiumin. The first time I was here, I drank that and I fell in love with your coffee, so maybe if she drinks that, she'll fall in love with your coffee too. And erh...maybe even...you."

I am staring at Xiumin, I can't take my eyes off him. I only realize 2 seconds late. "NO!Don't talk rubbish."

Nam Hee giggles and I blush for the third time. Xiumin laughs. Oh gosh. His laugh is musical and melodious. What is this?! What on earth is happening? I can't like him, can I? He seems way out of my league. 

"I'll be right back with your drinks, ladies," he says before he walks away from us. 

Woah. Even his walk is cute. Ugh. Kill me. 

"So? What do you think of him? Eh?" 

"I think he's nice." I do not want to say any more regarding him. Who knows what I'll blabber about.

"Everyone thinks he nice, cuz." She rolls her eyes. "I mean, what do you really think of him?" 

"He's cute." That's all I want to admit. Who knows what evil plan she might carry out if I tell the truth?

"Of course he is. He's charming too, you know. I remember seeing girls swoon over him when he smiles at them. 

What was that? Jealousy? No way. 

"I think he's the type of guy who would take your hand and place a kiss. Ain't that romantic?"

Automatically, I imagine him kissing my hand. His soft lips pressed firmly on my hand. My heartbeat quickens again, and I blush. It would be nice if he does that to me. Hmm.

"Aha! You like him, cuz! You do. I knew this would happen."

"What? No! I don't! Don't assume things."

"There's such a thing as love at first sight, dear. And there's also such a thing as symptoms of being in love. I know very well what the symptoms are."

Oh holy . 

"Well...." my voice falters. I don't know what to say.

"You like him.Period." 

I'm not sure. It happens too quickly. I cannot grasp what's happening. Do I really like him ? For real? Even though I only met him a few minutes ago?  

"Here are your drinks," his sweet voice speaks. 

He smiles at me, and I smile back. A blush decorating my cheeks for the 5th time. 

As he places my cup of cappucino in front of me, his hand brushes past mine and the contact leaves tingles over my body. 

I guess I do like him. 

I take a sip of the coffee, and the taste left my mouth wanting for more. It was strangely sweeter than any other coffees I drank. Sweeter, and much better. 

And I watch in awe as my knight in shining armor resumes his work at the counter.