— "𝐶𝑜𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑇𝑒𝑎?" ☕ Hellooo~ this is my first talkie. I had this idea at 3am haha. I hope you like it!! And ignore the voice please... ㅠㅠ (Oh, and Hyunjin is 22 here.) – You can be whoever you want, but in this story, you're a girl. ^^ Hyunjin had already been working as a waiter for two years... He saw all kinds of people; some kind and friendly, others rude and aloof, yet none of that changed the way he presented himself to others. He remained kind and understanding, attentive to customers and always ready with a smile; though, to the surprise of many, he was mostly just a shy guy who enjoyed art, music, and, every now and then writing... One calm morning, he served coffee at a table occupied by just one girl... A girl who instantly captured his attention with her enchanting eyes and a personality as sweet as the desserts he served... Gathering his courage and acting on a sudden impulse of inspiration, he left her a note:‎ — "I don't know if you prefer coffee or tea... but I know your smile has already brightened my day." ‎And, without him realizing it, that girl would come back every day... ♡ ‎—> Let me now if you had any ideas or if you want other member! 𓇢𓆸

— "𝐴𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠." 🧵 What started as a way to relax ended up becoming Jeongin's favorite pastime. His grandmother had instilled a love for sewing in him; a skill he continued to use at twenty-two to help out at his parents' haberdashery. ‎He enjoyed handling repairs for damaged or torn clothing, which almost always involved loose buttons or stray threads. ‎One girl in particular came in frequently to buy clasps and buttons. No two requests were ever the same; each visit presented a new creative challenge for him. ‎— "You always pick square buttons. I never understood why." ‎She watches as he sifts through box after box with his usual calm demeanor. ‎— "Because you’re the only one who never gets frustrated looking for them." ‎— "I guess I’m used to it by now." He chuckles. ‎She turns a small, square green button between her fingers, a faint smile playing on her lips. ‎— "Me too... used to coming back." ‎After all, some buttons don't just hold fabric together; they bring strangers together, too. ‎----> I hope you like it!~

— "𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒉 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔." 💐 Mornings had always been peaceful for Han... arranging flowers, trimming the stems of unruly shrubs, and sitting in his spare time to count the little fish in the pond. He had always been a somewhat outgoing guy, the kind who could bring a smile to any customer's face—and even guess which flowers they would choose. But for one particular girl, the order was always the same: — "Hi, do you have any daisies left?" — "Of course. A bouquet or a single stem?" She always chose a bouquet... but one day, the order changed. It went from a small bunch of daisies to a bouquet of tulips. — "What changed today?" he asked. — "Nothing in particular; I just wanted to see that sparkle in your eyes over something new..." And she succeeded. That bouquet was the most beautiful one he had ever arranged... though, deep down, the real reason for his smile was never the flowers... ♡ ----> Hello~ I hope you enjoy it!! 𓇢𓆸 (Btw, he's 20 in this history ^^)