Standing at the hotel front desk was a familiar thing, but
The few minutes before that person arrived were always unfamiliar.
“Ms. Yeoju, I’m scheduled to check in at room 1205.
“Today at 3 p.m. The name is… Choi Minho again.”
At the words my colleague casually said
The heroine answered without raising her head.
“That customer, the room with the coffee machine
You must have requested it.”
“Wow. How do you know that?
Wow. Are you a superpower?”
The heroine smiled slightly.
“There are just such customers.
“People who always want the same thing.”
2:58 PM.
The elevator arrived at the first floor lobby.
And then he walked in.
A neat jacket and comfortable pants,
Even though it's an outfit that doesn't show anything at first glance
A being that strangely attracts people's attention.
Choi Yeonjun.
The heroine bowed her head as usual.
“Welcome. I’ll help you check in.”
Yeonjun smiled and bowed his head slightly.
“I won’t serve you coffee today.”
“Why is that?”
“If I give it to you first,
“The next time, Yeoju has nothing to say.”
In that one word
The card key in my hand suddenly felt subtly heavy.
“The room number is 1205.
As you reserved, a high floor, quiet room,
“Coffee machine included.”
"Thank you.
“It’s so comfortable when you’re here.”
After receiving the card key, Yeonjun lowered his gaze for a moment,
I looked at her quietly.
“…Can I say something too?”
"yes?"
“This time, not as a customer, but just as me.”
The heroine swallowed.
He hesitated for a moment and then said.
“When I come to this room… I feel like a real person.”
“…What does that mean?”
“Outside, everyone treats me like a celebrity.
But here… I just feel like I’m being myself.”
The heroine couldn't say anything.
Because the words were so quiet,
The silence made it sound even louder.
He nodded as if saying goodbye for the last time.
I walked to the elevator.
The heroine looked at his back
Whispered softly, very softly.
“Me too…”
That night,
The Fed is offering room service instead.
I called the front desk.
“By any chance… is it possible to have a late-night snack?”
“Yes, what menu would you like?”
“No, not food.”
“…?”
“Just… about 5 minutes, like a story.”
The heroine was speechless.
“Would you like to talk?”
“No. That would be weird.
“Just, if you could come out to the lobby for a moment…”
10 minutes later,
The heroine was sitting at a lounge table near the front desk.
Comfortable clothes with slippers,
The Fed put down the two convenience store cans of soda it was holding in its hand.
“Are you getting a little tired of coffee?”
“…I don’t want to hear it from you
“It could be number one.”
The Fed laughed.
“So I bought something else.
“I tried my best.”
The two sat without saying much,
All I could hear was the sound of carbonation going down my throat.
“…You really don’t have to say anything.”
The female protagonist spoke softly.
“Yeah. Are you okay?”
The Fed said, closing the lid again.
“You don’t have to talk to get closer.”
And rising from his seat,
He naturally held out a small paper bag.
“Oh, this. I was going to leave it in the room.
“I thought it would be better to give it to you directly.”
"What is it?"
“It’s not like I wanted to give you anything in particular…
“I just thought it was you.”
The heroine carefully opened the envelope.
There was a book inside.
A paperback without a cover, smelling like a used bookstore.
There was a small note on the first page inside.
“I thought it would suit you. – Yeonjun”
Continued in the next episode >>>>