⥽ coffee shop ⥼

@x hwang ∶ hyunjin [h] Looking at the young man who had just entered the coffee shop, Sunoo hadn’t paid much attention at first, distracted by the bustling crowd and more focused on his drink and the delightful doughnut he was savoring. It wasn’t until the individual approached that something shifted, and he felt the faint sense of recognition. It was unusual to be recognized—he had only taught his first class earlier that day. He wondered briefly if the student was from his class, and his curiosity was soon confirmed when the young man spoke.

“You’re a teacher at the University, aren’t you?”

With a small smile and a hint of warmth, Sunoo responded, “Ah, yes, indeed. I’m a teacher at the University. ual Education Professor Mr. Kim—but feel free to call me by my name, Sunoo. Nice to meet you. And wait—who are you again? I had a pretty big class this morning.” He chuckled softly, the casual tone easing the moment as he waited for the young man’s response.

@kim ⋄ sunoo *walking down the street getting a small break between class time. Getting off campus was a thing as I enjoyed that escape of the beautifulness of class and work time. Looking at my watch I seem that i had about two hours before my next class started. A busy antic of this high quality of coffee shop seem to be all people talk about. So seeing the line outside. I moved and walked over towards the way and made my way inside to lean in and grab a drink that was sitting on the side that the person sat there. I slipped to grab it and move to the side before anyone noticed before going to sit on the side. Then while sitting i saw a face that I've seen somewhere. I watched him pondering on the fact. Looking at the way he was dressed. I gave a nod* of course you are a... *takes a sip* this is very disgusting. *says and get up* aren't you the teacher at the university?

@kim ⋄ sunoo [] cool let me come up with that reply

@x hwang ∶ hyunjin [h] [] Sure feel free to join

@kim ⋄ sunoo []hey. mind if i take this one? I can see what my bad mind come up with

Walking around the campus, I noticed the quaint coffee shop nestled in the local facility, and it seemed to beckon me. I had an affinity for coffee—it wasn’t just a drink but a ritual that brought comfort and joy. A delicious cup of coffee paired with a dessert was one of my simple pleasures, something I always looked forward to, and perhaps a little conversation wouldn’t hurt since I was new to the area. Pushing open the door, the cheerful chime of the small bell marked my entrance, and the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods immediately put me at ease. I walked to the counter and ordered my favorite: a French vanilla iced latte and a classic doughnut, then stepped aside to wait, letting my eyes wander over the lively scene. The shop was alive with chatter, people engrossed in animated or hushed conversations, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit out of place—a newcomer observing rather than participating. Being new to the area and recently hired as a teacher at the school, I felt the subtle pressure of starting fresh and making a good impression. This stop at the coffee shop was a small step toward finding my rhythm in this unfamiliar chapter. "Order for Sunoo!" the barista called, pulling me from my thoughts. I picked up my coffee and doughnut, smiled politely, and found a quiet corner to sit, hoping this small moment was the beginning of something good.