Haechan woke up with the sunlight hitting his face. "Huh? What time is it?" Haechan thinks to himself. He checks the clock. 9 pm.?! Oh, shit! He's gonna be late for his part time job today?!
Haechan quickly gets up and gets ready and goes to the cafe he works in. He enters the cafe. The cafe owner stands in front of him with her hands on her waist with a disappointed look.
"You are late today, Haechan. It's Sunday today. We are going to have more customers. Do you even understand?"
Haechan just hangs his head low as the cafe owner goes on with scolding him. When she's finally done, she tells him to go back to work.
"Old nagging hag!" Haechan thinks to himself, as he changes into his barista clothes.
Haechan can't say that he finds the job to be really calming or enjoyable or asthetic, like they show it in the k-dramas. In fact, it's the opposite. This is really stressful. He has to remember exactly what which customer ordered and make it and deliver it. Sometimes the customers make such weird requests with so much confidence, that it makes him wonder is he's the strange one for not understanding it.
After about 2 hours, a regular customer walks in. Oh, God! Not her again! Kim y/n?!