Connected

They never know

You went to your work per as usual, served lots of rude costumers, sighing for the nth time for that day. How long has it been? 8 years? You felt unwanted, ugly, and neglected. Your soulmate doesn't want you, heck it even feels like he hates you or something. You're 26 now and since you turned 18, you never heard once from your soulmate. Sulking, you went to the work station of the cafe you are working and helped your friend Rin, who's struggling to open the blender.

"Rin, come on I thought you how to do this lots of times." You sighed, pinching your nose to calm yourself and not blow out your stress to her. She pouted, went behind you and hugged you from the back. You smiled, Rin really knew how to calm you down.

"What? Is this your form of apologizing? You little pup it's working." You chuckled, resting your head to her shoulder. You heard her snicker and pinched your sides.

You flinched. "Hey! Don't do that, you know I'm ticklish."

"Fine fine, now please calm down and help your poor coworker struggling to open this damned blender please?" She begged but not quite. 

You giggled and nodded your head. "Fine, since this coworker of mine is cute." You taught her how to open the blender and heard your manager called you, asking to help her on the counter because there's a rush of costumers. You quickly went to aid her but froze when you saw a tall man wearing all black from his pants, hoodie, facemask, and hat. You quickly averted your gaze and asked him what's his order.

"One large iced coffee and chocolate cheesecake, please." He said calmly, his voice deep that it made you shiver a little.

You cleared your throat. "Eat in or take away?" You tried to sound nonchalant but you're clearly struggling.

"Take away." He said. Wow, his voice is so soothing I can just fall asleep here while listening.

"That would be 12,271 won." He nodded and gave you his card, your hands touched and you felt that warm of his calloused finger tips. He must be a musician, you saw once a guitar player with a rough calloused hands and said it was because of playing and practicing the guitar. The guy went out once he got his order and didn't even look back once.

'Am I the only one affected by his presence?' Everyone around you doesn't seem to be bothered by that costumer. Shrugging, you never know you probably wouldn't see him again so better not to think about it to much and you went back to work. It's almost the end of your shift anyways.