Kim Yeo-ju keeps searching for ‘cafe part-time job’ these days.
“If I worked part-time at a cafe, wouldn’t it be a bit… like I was the main character, like my life was brewing?”
That was the beginning of her delusion, and at the same time, it was the reason she was confronted with the cold reality of society.
“I’m sorry, but if you don’t have any experience…”
“We give preference to those with qualifications…”
"You don't have a barista certificate? Then I'll contact you later."
Already failed for the 17th time.
Today, Kim Yeo-ju added a ‘fail list’ to her phone’s notepad.
500 won discount at convenience stores
I drank an iced Americano.
“What kind of taste is this… I’ll try it someday.”
That was when.
A notification popped up on my phone.
[Temperature - Interview Schedule Information]
...What? I don't even remember applying to this place.
The moment she first saw the store, the heroine had a moment of doubt.
“Is this really where we operate?”
Cafe .
The name was emotional, but the appearance was a disaster.
The sign was peeling paint, and the glass door had indelible black lines, indicating that someone had graffitied it.
“Even the door isn’t automatic…”
The heroine carefully pushed the door open.
Ding dong.
As I opened the door, the fragrant smell of coffee came in,
The shabby interior caught my eye, as if trying to cover up the atmosphere with just the smell.
And then, someone pouring coffee at the inner bar looked up.
Black short-sleeved T-shirt, apron, half-wet hair.
No expression. No words. No emotions.
“Ms. Kim Yeo-ju?”
…it's a robot. Clearly. Not a human.
At that moment, Yeoju instinctively felt conflicted between ‘Should I run away?’ and ‘But the coffee smells good.’
“Yes! I came for an interview!”
“Do you have any experience?”
“No. But I have a romantic—”
“What about the certificate?”
“That’s… still being prepared…”
“So, have you tried the coffee?”
“Never. No, I’ve tried dripping at home—”
“You are eliminated.”
……?
"yes?"
“I’m sorry, but I can’t help you without any experience.”
“But… no, you called me, didn’t you?”
“Yes. Because people need to see.”
“If you see it, vote for it! People are good!”
“I’ll decide on that.”
"ha…"
The heroine said it with her last bit of pride on the line.
“I really have a lot of dreams about working part-time at a coffee shop.
“If I wear an apron, stand in a fragrant place every day, and say to my customers, ‘Have a warm day~’, that becomes a warm scene in my life!”
"The reality is, if you drink more than 20 cups a day, your wrist will break, and if a customer comes over, you have to say 'Yes, I'm sorry' three times. You get it?"
“I didn’t know, but now I do.”
“Yes. You are eliminated.”
"Really? Really? I was eliminated? After all, I went through all these interviews?"
“Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”
The heroine turned toward the door, holding her bag.
No matter how much I thought about it, it felt unfair.
I really… have never brewed coffee before, but people are really good at brewing coffee…!
As I was about to say my last words, turning my shoes at the door—
“Come to work starting Monday.”
The heroine stopped.
"…yes?"
"Get to work. 10 o'clock. Four days a week. 10,030 won per hour."
“But… aren’t I eliminated?”
“I saw it. A person.”
“You said I was eliminated because I saw it?”
“You just have to look and choose.”
“Boss… Do you have feelings?”
“Well, are you going to work?”
The heroine thought for a moment.
Strange place, strange boss, strange interview.
But the scent was warm.
“Yes. I’ll be there. I’m going to work.”
“Okay. The apron size is M.”
“…How do you know that?”
“Because I saw it.”
The heroine thought again.
This part-time job is really going to fail…
Or is this where my life begins?
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Continued in the next episode >>
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