The next day, Yeoju went to work in the morning as usual.
However, as soon as the smell of coffee passed my nose,
For a moment, my mind went blank.
‘That person… where is he now?’
It was an unnecessary thought.
But the brain sometimes,
It performs an unnecessary function called emotion on its own.
“Ms. Yeoju, you worked the night shift yesterday, right?
“You said that VIP guest came again?”
The front desk colleague asked, turning over a notebook.
The heroine nodded.
“Yes. He only stayed for a day.”
“What does that person really do?
“It’s a style that is strangely memorable.”
The female protagonist silently organized the customer response log.
My heart sank slightly, unnecessarily.
Anyone memorable?
I thought it was just me.
Lunch time.
The female protagonist avoids the staff cafeteria,
I sat on a bench near the hotel's underground parking lot.
And as usual, I turned on my phone.
There was… no contact.
Actually yesterday,
I haven't even saved that number yet.
But I remembered.
Each and every number came to mind with a strange familiarity.
Then, a notification popped up.
[From: Federal Reserve]
"Are you working overtime today?"
The heroine took a deep breath.
The message was short, but it said so much.
“No. I worked in the morning.”
“Thank goodness, it’s so quiet at night.”
“You said you liked those quiet nights.”
"that's right.
But yesterday… I was a little disappointed that it was quiet.”
The heroine stopped responding.
That one line is so direct.
He was secretly climbing over the wall.
Smiling politely,
He was approaching quietly, without giving me time to gauge the distance.
3pm,
A new reservation has appeared in the room management system.
[Reservation holder: Choi Minho]
Requests: Quiet room, high floor, room with coffee machine
Expected check-in date: 3 days later
The heroine stops scanning the document.
I stared at the screen.
That guy already made a reservation.
"A room with a coffee machine."
That's an option that no one cares about.
At that moment,
A loud laughter echoed through the hotel lobby.
“Oh my~ You look like a celebrity~”
The heroine raised her head.
Opposite the front, in the lobby lounge
There were a few customers sitting at the table,
On one of their laptop screens
A Fed commercial was playing.
“Isn’t this guy really handsome?”
“What was your name… Choi Yeonjun?
“He’s been so hot lately!”
The heroine turned her head indifferently.
A space where that name rings plainly
It felt strangely unfamiliar somehow.
“That person, when he comes to this hotel
“Don’t you think it would really suit you?”
“Well, there’s no such person in reality.”
When the heroine heard that,
He smiled faintly.
"there is.
It exists in reality too.
But you guys can't see it."
At night, preparing to leave work
When I turned my phone back on
Another line came from the Fed.
“Have you ever thought about it… other than when you’re drinking coffee with me?”
The heroine paused for a moment.
And then I slowly typed on the keyboard.
“It’s a secret.”
After a while,
A reply came.
“That’s enough.”
Continued in the next episode >>>>