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Even if he changed into the cafe uniform, he would only have an apron and a hat, but for some reason, Seungi didn't come out of the locker room until dozens of minutes had passed.

"What are you doing staying so long?"

In response to her strange behavior, the boss asked an innocent question in a voice full of doubt.

Seung hesitated. She smiled awkwardly as she studied my gaze.

"She's… On the phone with her friends. Ha, haha."

Words that look like lies to anyone.

"What about friends? You don't have any friends, you only have a younger brother."

"Oh, no… ! "I have friends the same age as me!"

For some reason, she joked that even though she was 20 years old, she was still a senior in high school, and her boss knew about it.

Then again, she looked at me and protested violently.

"… ?"

The boss tilted his head as he looked different from usual again.

"Why is my child reacting so differently than usual?"

"W-what is it… "

"Um… Well, no."

Why is it suddenly different from usual?

When I realized something strange, I let out a long, subtle sigh that was both good and bad.

As someone who has never been in a relationship, this situation is a little too much for me.

Rather than purely liking it, I felt like it was too much of a burden.

Does Seung really care about me like Seo-ah?

The thought that I might have fallen in love at first sight like in some creative work slowly began to fill me with confidence rather than delusion.

"Okay, hello. I'm a new part-timer. Seung, I need you to teach me."

The boss put his arm around my shoulder and led me forward.

Then he pushed his back and said.

"Hello."

"Yes… Hello…"

When I said hello first, Seungi was also greeting me back, and the boss was so funny that he burst out laughing.

"It's so funny because he's doing something he doesn't do before." Why? Did you fall in love at first sight?"

"… ?!"

When Seung-i was started by the thoughtless remark, the boss's frown narrowed.

"Really… ?"

The boss, whose expression was slowly showing a hint of mischief, asked back, just in case.

"What are you talking about? Oh, come on."

She urgently grabbed my wrist because she didn't know what would happen if she stayed here.

"Ahaha. I fell in love with Park Seung at first sight. It's something I will live to see for a long time."

The boss, who was looking at our backs, smiled brightly and continued speaking.

"It's a win. I entered college, but I'm the same age as you."

After saying one last word, the boss left the room with a smile.

"…"

First, I followed Seung, but he just stood next to me without saying a word, glaring at my face his.

Do you have no intention of teaching me how to do things?

"I… "What can I do?"

I asked a question carefully.

"Oh, that's right. I have to teach you. But… "What should I teach you first?"

What if you ask me that?

Seungi looked embarrassed and started fiddling with various things.

"Oh, brother. Have you ever worked at a coffee shop?"

"No. None. And since we're the same age, you don't have to call me oppa."

"Ah… That's right. Strangely, it's easier to call him oppa, so I can just call him oppa, right? Anyway, I'm a high school student and you're a college student…"

This was also the same as Seungi in Apocalypse.

As her insistence on calling me oppa was reflected in reality, the distance was gradually narrowing.

"Well… If it's convenient… "

"And you can speak comfortably."

In the end, they said it was okay for me to speak alone.

"Okay, I understand."

How long can she respect someone her same age and call her brother? I decided to speak first because it was clear that if I spoke first, they would gradually speak up.

Only then did Seungi smile with a satisfied face.

Unlike the first time, he seems to have become accustomed to and comfortable with me.

"First of all… "

Seungi slowly began to explain step by step what to do and what to do.

If you don't know something, you can feel free to ask. Since it's still your first time, there will be a lot more you don't know, so don't worry. She advised you to ask yourself, your boss, or another part-time worker.

With a warning that things could go wrong if she suffers alone and she deals with things without knowing anything.

So, I learned about her her her her work her her her from her her and made some of her her coffee her her her to her her her her her her.

It wasn't as difficult as it looked.

Making coffee is all you have to do is adjust the amount to the right amount, so as long as you don't get nervous, you can make something similar to the coffee that Seung and other part-time workers make.

"Once you get to this point, everything I'm going to teach you is over."

Seung-i took care of most of the customers who came in as if they had been waiting for her as soon as she got to work. Seung-i, who also took charge of her education, smiled with satisfaction as she looked at the interior of the cafe, which had become deserted as time went by.

Among the numerous tables, only about a third of them are occupied.

There were a lot of places at this time, but it felt relatively quiet, perhaps because it was so popular and crowded with people.

Anyway, Seung-i said that if you have any questions or have forgotten anything about what has been taught so far, you can feel free to ask.

So, while taking a break, we naturally had a private conversation.

The first thing she asked was which university she was attending. There was no need to hide it, so when I told her the name of the university I was currently attending, her eyes widened as if in surprise.

"Really? Wow… That's amazing… !"

When I told her that she was attending the best university in Korea, she looked at me with eyes of envy and respect.

"I had a bit of a hard time."

She said, letting out a deep sigh that contained her difficult past.

I was confident that I had probably worked harder than anyone else attending the same school or department, and that I had somehow overcome the difficult times.

It's not something to brag about, but I was proud of myself for not giving up.

"My goal is to go to the school my brother goes to, but it's a bit difficult."

"Why? I don't get a good grade on the mock test?"

"That's right… I'm still barely able to get to level 2, but I can't even dream of getting level 1."

Level 2 was a level where I was really good at studying, but when compared to the CSAT, it was a bit of an ambiguous level.

Although it was possible to get into a school that everyone had heard of at least once, it was difficult to get into a top school.

"I'm trying to improve somehow, but it's not easy. Even if I study hard, I keep hitting my limit, and even if I just study on my days off, the improvement in my skills is really minimal…"〈 Br〉

Studying was also a talent.

Who says that?

I was always getting a 9th grade, but when I came to my senses and started studying, I got a 1st grade on the CSAT.

Of course, it's not that there are no such people, but they are one out of thousands. I used to have a talent for studying, but I just didn't study.

Same goes for me. Although it was hard work, I was able to get good grades and enter the best university in Korea because I had some talent.

"Ah… ! Oppa!"

"Huh… ?"

"It's the same dinner time as mine, right?"

"Right?"

"Then please tell me how to study!"

Seung suddenly asked me to teach him about his studies.

It was hard to refuse because his bright eyes were shining.

"Anyway, I'll have some free time after the hot post. Can you tell me then?"

Not really… It doesn't seem to matter.

It is said that the cafe here is hot from 4 PM to 8 PM, and people flock in like a tsunami at that time, but other times are relatively quiet.

That's why I worked until 8 o'clock on my afternoon part-time job, and only now did I get off work.

"I can tell you that much."

It wasn't that difficult and there was nothing to do in the first place, but when I decided to teach him how to study, Seung cheered happily.

"Then now! Please tell me right now!"

After a bright smile, I went into the locker room and came out with a textbook in my bag, saying I would study right away if possible.

"I still didn't know something. So I'm going to go to school tomorrow and ask the teacher…"

Seungi's words did not end.

That's because the bell rang when the cafe door opened.

"Hello."

"Hello… Ugh…"

I greeted him right away as I had learned, but Seung hung up midway and frowned.

"Hello. It's Seung."

I thought he was just a customer, but a man who had just entered the cafe came straight up to Seungi with a sour expression and greeted him.

Seungi's expression as he gave a cursory response to his greeting looked very unpleasant.

Still, he said, trying his best to keep his smile from breaking.

"What can I get you?"

He tried to maintain the status of customer and part-time worker by putting up as much of a wall as possible, but the other person didn't seem to have any intention of doing so.

At that time, he kept not giving orders but only asking personal questions.

"Are you a new part-time worker? You look in a bad mood."

He frowned, excited at me, who was standing next to Seung.

Kim Ki-yeok was showing hostility towards me when I saw him for the first time today.