* // ⟨ MINE IS MINE ⟩
♡ :「 @yhmax liked for a short starter 」 | blearily eyes peer up the menu board at achim roast. it’s done more so to stretch out her tired eye muscles (after a particularly long night/ early morning of studying) rather than to make a decision on what she’s going to order. she’s already made up her mind on what to get because she rarely deviates from her usual order. that and she’s too tired to try something new. she just needs her matcha tea to give her that caffeine boost.
it’s a relatively empty in the cafe, a feat that she rarely ever sees. but it must be the odd time between the early morning rush and the mid morning rush. it doesn’t matter to jiyeon, she appreciates the quiet lull rather than the bustling atmosphere that she associates with achim roast. it’s a mixture of sleep deprivation and a foggy mind that makes her grab the cup (in her defense, the drink was green so she thought it was hers. nevermind the fact the barista had yet to call out her name). the moment she brings the cup up to her lips, she feels a tap on her shoulder.
turning, she raises an eyebrow the male standing in front of her. she has to hold back a groan because she just wants to quietly sip on this tea (which, now that she thinks about it, seems to be missing the presence of milk like she’s used too) and not talk to someone. mustering up enough energy to not grimace (or snap) at the male she speaks. “hi. is everything alright?”







