If you fall into the ground here
Even if we meet for the first time
So that we can recognize each other immediately
"●●●●"
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It's that dream again
A woman approaches me
Then he grabs my arm and says
But I wake up while talking
The face is not visible
I can only hear that voice
It's somehow familiar and my heart races just thinking about it
I don't know who that is, but
My heart is pounding
"Ha...who is it, really.."
"Ugh...I should get ready for work."
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"Welcome, Where Are You?"
"Yes, one iced Americano?"
"Yes, it's 1500 won~"
"Do you have cash?"
Same routine even after going to work
Waiting for guests
Say hello
Smile
After receiving the order
Pay and
Making coffee
And pass it on
This is a repetition of the routine.
I'm sick of this now...
Why did I do this?
'Because it's ~#%@%@'
'I think the guy who runs the coffee shop is cool~'
"Ugh.."
Oh my head
Why does my head hurt...?
Daughter___
"Huh... Welcome, where are you..."
What is this feeling
A throbbing feeling somewhere in my chest
I feel like I found something I was missing
"..yo. this?"
"hey!!"
"N..yes yes!!!"
"Aren't you taking orders?"
"Uh. Ah.. What did you say..?"
"One chocolate chip flatchino, please."
"yes.."
"2,400... No, it's 4,200 won."
"Number?"
"yes?!?"
"They said they would issue a cash receipt..."
"Aren't you going to write down your number?"
"iced coffee..//"
"Your number... yes..."
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"Your chocolate chip flatchino order is here."
"thank you"
"Uh...over there!!"
"yes?"
"Have we met somewhere before?"
"..is that so.."
"...no"
"Maybe I should..!!"
"?"
"Can I have your number?"
"Ugh..."
"Yes, I will."
"Call me"
"yes.."
I remembered
The next line I never heard before
