Whipped Cream
Description
I loved being alone, I enjoyed it. Not because I was an introvert or what but I just enjoyed being alone. What's wrong being alone? The very important thing here: I wasn't lonely. I could enjoy myself and I didn't have to try hard to make people notice my presence. I could be true to myself when I was alone.
"Can I take your order, sir?"
I nodded and stared at the sign board. I had my eyes sticking to three beverages.
"Chocomint freeze?"
I smiled and looked at the soft voice weirdly. "I guess so..."
"Okay, one chocomint is coming!"
"Extra whipped cream." I added.
He smiled. "Extra whipped cream. As always."
Foreword
It's a story of Minho, who is unknowingly determined to close his heart and eventually shut it tightly.
Will be a chaptered story and I will update whenever I could and this story is.... well, maybe I have to warn you that this will be a story that will never have a clear ending (hanging in the other word). And this story is based on my observation of a friend of mine.
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