I am Good, but I'm not an Angel

I do Sin, but I'm not the Devil

Morning came fast, crushing dreams and burning with it's shiny head also known as the Sun. My curtains flew open, blinding me. I thought I saw someone on the small balcony. There was silluette for second, I was sure of it. Maybe I just dreamt it...all the negative from yesterday's interview was still in my system. I'll just stay in bed today, re-organize myself and figure out.

Wait.

My eyes flew open and I grabbed my wallet. Between two ten thousand won bills was a crumpled flyer from  Archangel.

Waitress wanted....

I never heard of that bookshop/cafe before and I lived in this street for over three years! I knew every knook and cranny like the back of my hand, it couldn't have just appeared, like poof here's a new place to hangout and read. And yet there it was, the evidence clear and crumpled in my hand, the job I accepted by the mysterious Mr. Choi

 The door was there in front of my face, still solid and real as the flyer in my purse. I pushed the door slowly. A familiar face stared from the first table, sitting in a chair. ˝Good morning Ms. Hawwah, you're a bit late I must say˝- Mr. Choi said today wearing a dark gray suit and light pink shirt. How did he manage to be this y this early IN PINK? Blushing I bowed and apologized mumbling.

˝It won't happen again Sir˝- I felt my cheeks redden because I actually forgot that I got a job.  How stupid of me.

˝I'll have you take over the shop today, I take it you can make coffee?˝- He inquired with a risen eyebrow.  His expression was somewhat dark and distant, different from yesterday's playfull smirk.

˝Yes, I have worked as a waitress before˝

˝Excellent!˝- He exlaimed and rose up. ˝I will be back around closing time, make sure to clean the bar area˝- Waving Mr. Choi left the bookshop. He even let the door open. What's bitten his ? Maybe my attire? I choose to wear dark jeans, a white blouse and white nikes,  that was the standard waitress attire at most cafes? Granted  I skipped make up today but I'm not that hideous.

Or am I?

Sighing I walked over and closed the door. He didn't even switch the sign to open from closed. Who even used this anymore? People walked on the streets, laughing and