It was spring.
Cafe is
It was a little different from the beginning.
The number of tables increased,
The menu has changed,
The number of customers has also increased quite a bit.
and-
Here are two Americanos!
"yes~!"
The female lead is now
He no longer panicked.
Somewhat skillfully,
With a little more leisure
The cafe was moving.
Han Tae-san was behind the bar
I was quietly watching that sight.
“…It’s increased a lot.”
"yes?"
"no."
The female lead smiled.
“Boss, I’m practically a semi-expert now, right?”
It's not even half.
"Oh, really!"
—
An afternoon without customers.
The two caught their breath for a moment.
"president."
"yes."
“We… almost went bankrupt, didn’t we?”
"…huh."
What about now?
Taesan looked around the cafe.
warm sunlight,
Quiet music,
A familiar coffee scent.
“…It won’t go bankrupt.”
The female lead chuckled.
"thank god."
"why."
I really like it here.
“…A cafe?”
“…There is that, too.”
for a moment.
Our eyes met.
Both of them held back their laughter.
"president."
"yes."
“…Is it still a secret between us?”
"…huh."
Until when?
Taesan thought for a moment.
“…Just a little more.”
"why?"
“…Because I like it the way it is now.”
The female lead paused for a moment.
And he spoke softly.
"…me too."
After the deadline that day.
Only two people remained in the cafe.
Turning off the lights one by one,
Only the last light remains.
“…It’s over for today too.”
"…huh."
Yeoju stopped while holding the bag.
"…president."
"…yes."
“…Can we hold hands outside now, too?”
Taesan smiled briefly.
“…That’s not yet.”
“…Wow, that’s too much.”
"instead-"
Taesan reached out his hand.
“…It is possible now.”
The female lead held hands without saying a word.
This time, more naturally.
More familiarly.
“…I’m less nervous than the first time.”
“…I’m even more nervous.”
“…Really?”
"huh."
"…why."
“…I don’t want to lose it now.”
The female lead couldn't say a word.
instead-
I held his hand tighter.
In front of the cafe door.
The two stood side by side.
Goodbye.
Yes. You too, Mr. President.
Before leaving the door,
The female lead turned around.
“…Han Taesan.”
"…huh."
“…I think I did a good job at my part-time job, right?”
Taesan thought for a moment and spoke.
"…huh."
“…Really?”
“…It’s the best hiring I’ve ever done in my life.”
The female lead smiled.
Then I'll keep coming.
“…Do as you please.”
“…I could go there for the rest of my life, you know?”
“…I guess I’ll have to raise my salary.”
"Oh, really!"
The door opened—
Spring air has come in.
Warm breeze.
Soft sunlight.
The two walked side by side.
We haven't held hands yet.
however-
Even if you don't necessarily hold onto it
It was already close enough.
As if the camera is slowly moving away,
I can see the sign for Cafe .
The light is on,
There are people,
warm.
You can brew coffee by yourself, but
Temperature cannot be created by oneself.
—
[Epilogue]
One year later.
Cafe was still busy.
“Yeoju, an order came in.”
"Okay, Oppa."
Familiar way of speaking.
Familiar street.
An afternoon without customers.
The female lead asked while organizing the cups.
“Oppa.”
"huh."
Do you know it's been a year between us?
“…Has it already become like that?”
"I know."
I laughed for a moment.
Aren't you tired of it?
"…what."
"me."
Taesan said as if it were nothing.
I never get tired of it.
The female lead nodded.
"thank god."
The door opened, and a guest came in.
Welcome.
The two naturally returned to their original places.
The only thing that had changed was the way of speaking,
What hasn't changed is—
Still in the same space,
It meant that we were working together.