➴ bakery。

@park seonghwa. Being your boss has plenty of benefits compared to working for someone. For example, you could set your hours, and work at your own pace, and lastly, in Sihyeon’s case, she could always treat herself to a sweet dessert in the middle of the workday. A chocolate croissant paired with black tea was her usual order. It was easy to submerge herself in the ambiance of the bakery. The scent of fresh bread and delicious pastries greeted visitors at the entrance. It was nostalgic, coaxing, and inviting to anyone who walked by. The boutique owner settles down at an empty seating area, placing the tray on an isolated table before scoping the treat in one hand and her phone in the next. It was her free hour to be completely unseen, unfamiliar to anybody whose eyes may make contact with hers accidentally. Although the bakery was bustling with life from others surrounding her, it wasn’t loud enough to disturb her peace. Finally accustomed to her seat, the brunette takes a bite from her delectable pastry and hums in contentment at the unchanging recipe.

She scrolls through her feed, placement of palms idly switching back and forth from her food to her as she emerges in the luxury of having free time. It isn’t until the filling stains that she notices distinguishing features in the crowd while reaching for a napkin — Park Seonghwa. He was the kind doctor who attended to her treatments when she was still kindled to her family. Sihyeon wasn’t blessed with a healthy heart, but she was blessed with a doctor who paid attention to his craft in medicine. How long has it been? He looked well. Seven… Nine months… It was a year since she last saw him. With proper medication and a regime to maintain the fitness of her heart, she was allowed to discontinue the tedious checkups. There wasn’t a need to be suffocated by the smell of disinfectant wipes any longer and though she was grateful for the news, a proper goodbye wasn’t issued. “Doctor?” The woman whispered to the male sitting at the other table. Obviously, he couldn’t hear her at an insolent volume. Clearing once more to make her voice louder, she stands up to make her presence known to the latter while approaching his seated form. “Doctor Park, it’s me, Sihyeon. Long time no see, huh?”