Dangerous Proximity

Yuna instinctively averted her gaze, but the uneasy feeling in her chest refused to fade.

Why is he here?

Minji lightly nudged her shoulder. "What are you going to do? He specifically asked for you to take his order."

Yuna's eyes widened. "What? But why?"

Minji shrugged. "No idea. But you wouldn't want to keep him waiting, right?"

Taking a deep breath, Yuna adjusted her apron and stepped out from behind the counter.

As she approached Hwan's table, the weight of his gaze was impossible to ignore.

Finally, she stood before him.

"Hello, what would you like to order?" Her voice was softer than usual.

Hwan studied her with a faint smile. "Do you have a recommendation?"

Yuna blinked in surprise. "A recommendation?"

Hwan tilted his head slightly. "Choose for me."

She hesitated. She knew nothing about this man, but looking at him… he seemed like an Americano kind of person.

"I think an Americano would suit you."

Hwan gave a slow nod. "Is that so? Then I'll trust your choice."

Yuna quickly noted the order and was about to turn away when his voice stopped her.

"What's your name?"

She froze.

For a brief moment, she hesitated. But in the end, she answered politely, "Yuna."

Hwan repeated it, his voice rolling over the syllables as if savoring the sound.

"Yuna…"

There was something about the way he said it. His tone. His inflection.

Something dangerous.

Yet, at the same time, something irresistibly captivating.

Yuna felt her heart race—but even she didn't know why.

As she hurried away to prepare his order, Hwan watched her retreating figure with an amused smile.