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[anotherlostswan]

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[247yeeun]

bittersweet mornings

@247jiyong // 2018 . magok bookstore . 8:50 am

magok bookstore was a simple idea in a young girl’s mind. she imagined countless of books surrounding her with the lingering smell of brooding coffee engulfing the store. she imagined people walking in, feeling as if they have a second home even if it is their first time visiting. she imagined people meeting here for the first time, finding love, or simply a new friend. she imagined heartbreaks followed by sweets or a new book just the ease the heart for a moment. she wanted the good and the bad of people’s lives connected to this bookstore. to hold memories within the walls that only they will know. the bookstore had to have a meaning not only for her, but for everyone living life. she imagined, but it was completely different than actually doing- which is how yeeun’s life changed for the better.

she greets her workers as she walks in and towards her office to get ready to help out as well. despite opening early, there are a few people going in to relax while the other business boom as people only want their drink and leave. yeeun doesn’t mind- she prefers the calmness of the mornings and the bustling of the afternoon. it gives a good balance and she somehow has everyday figured out because of it. the only thing she can’t seem to figure out is the younger male entering through the door, looking disheveled as ever- it’s as if he gets worse by each visit. it worries her every time too. yeeun signs and smiles once her eyes meet his. “i got this.” she tells one of her workers and starts prepping for a drink she knows by heart.

“why do you like feeling like crap the next morning so much?” she asks him over her shoulder while her hands are busy with the coffee machine. “not complaining since you come by every time, but...” she places the coffee cup under the machine and turns half way to look at him. “... should i be concerned?” she cocks her head to the side, witnessing his weary face clearly now. “because you look really, and i mean really terrible today.” yeeun used to hold back on how much she speaks when she first met jiyong. from the way he looked, she thought he needed some quiet time- just as the purpose of this place is- but the more he came by looking the same, she’s become immune to his hungover status and continues her days as if her voice wasn’t booming inside his head. yeeun brings the coffee to his table and pulls out the chair in front of him and sits down. usually she doesn’t sit down with her customers, but jiyong’s always been a different case. every time.