In the heart of Seoul, there's a small café known for its unique charm and eclectic clientele. Enter Hye-Jin, a vibrant and eccentric young woman with an unapologetically chaotic personality. Unbeknownst to her, Cupid's Café has a reputation for sparking unexpected romances among its patrons.

Hye-Jin, a self-proclaimed "misfit cupid," works at the café alongside the reserved and pragmatic chef, Min-Seok. Her unconventional methods of matchmaking involve playful pranks, quirky challenges, and a dash of unexpected humor. Despite the chaos, the café becomes a hub for laughter and love.

Enter Ji-Won, a workaholic architect who stumbles into Cupid's Café seeking a moment of respite from his demanding job. Intrigued by Hye-Jin's antics, Ji-Won finds himself drawn into her whimsical world. As Hye-Jin unintentionally creates comedic situations that bring couples together, she starts to question her own beliefs about love.

Amid the laughter and craziness, Hye-Jin and Ji-Won navigate the unpredictable journey of love, realizing that sometimes, it's the quirkiest personalities that bring out the most genuine connections.

Will Hye-Jin's unconventional methods lead to her own unexpected romance, or will love prove to be the one force even she can't predict?


PS: Book cover not mine

Chaos In Cupid's Café

As Ji-Won and Hye-Jin finished their meal, the warm glow of the sun cast a golden hue over the bustling streets around them. With satisfied smiles, they leaned back in their chairs, enjoying a brief moment of respite from their busy day. 


But as Hye-Jin laughed at something Ji-Won said, her eyes crinkling with joy, Ji-Won couldn't help but notice a small smudge of sauce lingering at the corner of her lips. His heart skipped a beat at the sight, his gaze drawn irresistibly to the endearing imperfection. 


"Hye-Jin," Ji-Won began softly, his voice barely above a whisper, "you have... there's a little something on your lips." 


Hye-Jin's hand instinctively rose to her lips, attempting to wipe away the stray remains. But despite her efforts, a few stubborn traces of sauce remained, teasingly out of reach. 


"Here, let me," Ji-Won offered, his voice tinged with a tenderness he couldn't conceal. 


Chapter eighteen