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Standing on the other side of the counter, peering into the display case, is a young man. He looks to be about Jisung's age, maybe a little older. His skin is pale and as flawless as glass, and even in the poor light from the distant tiny window, it glows. His jawline is sculpted as if from alabaster and his mouth is pulled into a soft pout, the top lip just a bit too full to match the lower. Those eyes, which haven't left the cakes in the display case, flicker up now to meet Jisung's. They're big and warm and framed in sinfully long, dark lashes. They blink. Once. Twice. A third flutter of those lashes, then the man's mouth falls open slightly into a soft triangle as he straightens to stand fully. He's tall. Taller than Jisung anyway, which to be fair isn't saying much. He swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
Jisung hates him.
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The day a mysterious stranger walks into Jisung's cafe looking for a job is the day everything changes.