@dedicatedheart
Eun-chae swept dutifully, taking advantage of the mid-afternoon slump to rid the cafe of debris. Businessmen on their lunches had already come and gone, high school and college students had cleared the racks of sweet-buns and went home. Only a few stragglers remained; an ahjumma in the back corner sipping a cup of tea as she did every day, and a bright - eyed university student she noticed had come nearly every day. They’d never spoken, not anything past pleasantries. She would simply take advantage of her lunch break to study, occasionally looking up from her work to see him doing the same. It was a nice routine - being in such close proximity with someone, but not speaking, yet sharing a camaraderie and general sense that homework sucked. This day, however, was a little different.
She rested her broom in the corner after calling out to her boss that it was time for her break, and disappeared into the back, returning with twin lattes and steamed buns, her bookbag slung over one shoulder. Silently, she slid a bun and latte towards the young man, and sheepishly grinned. ‘You looked like you needed it.’
