@โงห y. nako Song Kang watched her work in silence, seemingly fascinated by the way she had noted down minute details, her voice firm but professional. He arched a brow slightly when the mention of the small complementary present was brought up. When explaining the timeline, he nodded to acknowledge. "The day before the wedding would be ideal. That way, there's no last minute rush on the morning of the event."
As she reached for the check and seemed for an instant perplexed, he cocked his head to one side, his interest piqued by her response. Her courteous yet firm persistence that the deposit had been a great deal more than necessary caused his mouth to quiver with a slight, nearly imperceptible smile. "I do appreciate that, but I'm the type who likes being on the safe side. Think of it as insurance for the effort and the short timeline." His voice didn't falter, though a flash of relief gleamed in his eyes at her surety. While she assured him stridently that her shop could more than handle the order, he merely nodded slightly. "I'll trust you to take care of it. What's your number? I'll text you the address so there isn't any issue reading my handwriting."
@โงห s. kang "A wedding anniversary in that case I'll add in a small free gift for the happy couple. I can deliver everything in the morning, all I need is the address.” The smaller female took down what he said. “Double checking-there are five hundred guests. You want ten assorted chocolates per box. I should not add in any peanuts just in case. I’ll have everything beside the ingredients clean twice before I start to make anything.”
“The gift I’m sending will be a mini sculpture of a wedding cake, heart, or roses not sure which on yet maybe a mix.” She said pulling the book (No idea how I type box instead I must had been half asleep) away once he was done looking.
“A week is tight timeline; however, I can get it done. Now when you said before the wedding you mean the morning before the wedding start or the day before?” She carefully asked being the detail person she is. “Seoul will be no problem I’ll personally deliver them myself just to make sure everything will be perfect.” Nako was about to answer how much it would cost him when she gave him a confused look. She picked up the check about to and it back to him thinking it was a blank amount onlt for ger to do a double take. “This is more than enough in fact this is much more then I was going to charge you for by double.” Nako let out a polite smile upon hearing the last part of the question. “My shop is perfectly fine the way it is thank you for your concern, sir.”
@โงห y. shuhua "You're welcome." She said happily while thinking about what else need to be made making a mental small list then crossing a few out since she doesn't have the ingredients. of them. She will add them to the list of things to buy later.
Nako smiled brightly seeing the other smiled upon seeing the all the variety. She could tell right away Shuhua was a big fan, and not only buying this for someone else. "Once again you're welcome." She paused in her steps spinning around. "The coated peanuts are right across." She pointed the the other side of the shop. "Do take all the time you need ma'am."
@โงห y. nako Song Kang watched as the young chocolatier moved around her small shop efficiently, with trays well balanced in one hand. Focused, almost afire with energy, which was surprising, even her questions about his order came in rapid-fire, types of chocolates, box arrangements, allergies, the deadline.
He nodded slightly. "It's for a wedding anniversary event, a big one. So we'll need these delivered before then. They are having a potluck dinner, and my contribution is dessert," he replied, aware that he needed to fill in details he hadn't even considered for himself. "Ten assorted chocolates in fancy boxes, but I'll need at least enough for five hundred guests. No allergies that I know of, but it's best to avoid peanuts just in case."
Then she handed him a sample box showcasing her work that one of Song Kang's eyebrows rose. The intricacy of the chocolate sculptures was impressive, and it caught him off-guard, she definitely knew her craft.
"The timeline's tight. I need everything ready in a week—before the wedding." He held her gaze, the glint in her smile hinting at challenge, reassuring him. "Fine," he said, after a beat. "I'll take your word for it. I'll need these delivered to Seoul. As for the payment…" He gave her a slight smile, impressed despite himself. "Let's talk about how much all this will run me first." Without waiting for her reaction, he reached into his coat, pulled out his checkbook, and wrote a hefty deposit, placing it on the counter with a firm hand. "Would this be enough as a deposit, to get you whatever you need, manpower, ingredients, a bigger shop perhaps?" He jested on the last item on his listicle.
@โงห y. nako "thank you," shuhua softly said as she follows a few feet away from the smaller girl. was she the owner of the shop or just the shop keeper? shuhua swears she smells like chocolates. not that she's judging a person for that. that was probably natural because they are inside a sweets shop.
when she saw the variety of mint chocolate, shuhua's visage brightened. there was not a lot of shops who offer these kind of selection. however, when she realized that she not being herself, her smile faded. "ah yes, thank you," she stopped before getting the attention of the other again, "uhm excuse me, do you perhaps also have coated peanuts? i'll go after taking my time here."
@โงห y. shuhua "Mint chocolate is right this way." Nako answered while guiding Shuhua to where it is with at least three shelves full of all different types of types of mint chocolate. It was from plain to all sorts of mix combo. As a chocolatier it was sad to see a type of chocolate being hated on. She feels like it's her job to at least attempt to get people to try all kinds even if it is mixed with other ingredients.
"Please do let me know if there's anything else or when you're ready to pay." She said with a smiled before walking away to do other things.
@โงห s. kang Nako paused taking in the other words knowing which order it was as there's been only one bulk order since she reopened at least so far. She spin around with a stack of trays one hand with ease. "I do remember having a phone call this morning about that. If you don't mind I will need to know a few things what kind of chocolates would you been needing? How many per box if it is in boxes? Are the guest allergic to anything? When do you need this by?" She asked while putting the trays behind the counter before grabbing her notebook to write things down.
Nako inwardly sighed knowing people will doubt her skills more so when she's the only one making everything. The small chocolatier had always needed to prove to other people, and this time was no different. "We can discuss payment afterwards. Also will this be pickup or delivery? If it's delivery you will be charged extra-how much will depends on where it will be."
"And if you need sculptures I can do those also." She said while pulling out a box of all the sculptures along with the prices inside before handing it over for him to look at. "I can tell you're worry from the way you're looking around my humble little shop. I promise you though my shop will be able to handle it." She smiled knowing even thought she's naturally talented she never let up on also working hard everyday on her craft.
@โงห y. nako Song Kang stepped into the shop with a doubtful mind. The shop was small and homey but filled with the aroma of cocoa and freshly baked sweets. Yet it didn’t feel busy at all. He frowned, his eyes scanning the neatly arranged chocolates.
/Could this little shop in Haepung handle the big order he needed?/
He was lost in his thoughts and barely noticed the young woman coming from the back of the shop. "Hello welcome in what kind of chocolate are you looking for today?" She smiled at him but her expression changed when she saw his face. There was a moment of recognition in her eyes but Song Kang was oblivious to it, his mind was preoccupied with the deadline and the chocolates he needed.
Just as he was about to answer, she disappeared for a second and came back with an umbrella in her hands and extended it to him. "Thank you for lending this to me." she said, politely but guardedly. Song Kang raised an eyebrow at the action but took the umbrella with a nod. He didn’t remember lending it to her and it didn’t look like his umbrella either.
He cleared his throat and took the opportunity to disrupt her, "Actually I’m here to discuss the bulk order you agreed upon. My assistant called in this morning and you needed me to come down to discuss the details and payment terms," he said, "About the order, are you sure you can handle the quantity? It’s for a high-profile wedding anniversary, with a packed guest list and a rather tight deadline." He scanned around the unassuming shop again.
@โงห y. nako A wince came out of Shuhua's reverie but she managed to give her a small smile. Too bright, she thought. She didn't like how this girl was overly cheerful, but perhaps it was just her disdain towards all human. "Oh I'm just looking for some mint chocolates," the doctor answered before panning her eyes around the vicinity.
Judger her if you may but mint chocolate is good for her. It's not the dessert's fault that it tastes like toothpaste. Blame the paste for tasting like mint.
@โงห y. shuhua Nako was in kitchen bagging up some boxes to refill the store as she hummed. It doesn't mean she's not keeping an eye out being the only one there. She was hoping the new advertisement will lure in new people after all she just want to make people day brighter even if her shop wasn't like the common chocolate shops you normally see.
She remember while designing her store what she wanted to bring to life-yes maybe it was to different wanting a more homey cozy vibe was out there. She doesn't care wanting people to feel like she see them and care for them. She always believe if you want people to come back you have to be true to yourself so her shop reflects all of that.
"Hello welcome in what kind of chocolate are you looking for today?" She greeted cheerfully stepping out of the kitchen as soon as she heard the bell ring.
@โงห y. nako Finally, a day off. As soon as Shuhua was off duty, she traveled to a local sweets shop. She never was that fond of those, but curiosity got to her when she saw the advertisement of the shop. And so, the doctor decided to walk down to town, her feet taking her to a new place that may or may not be benefitting of her.
Once she arrived, she noticed how it was not at all those common shops one would see. It was simple, cozy. She felt irritated. What's with it being so... warm? But she didn't to put her walking to waste so she just went in despite feeling ghastly about the homey feeling.
The bells jingled and she took a look around the area, thinking what could satiate her curiosity today.
@โงห s. kang Nako nearly let out a scream as he took a hold of her hand until she quickly realized she now had an umbrella in her hand, and he had already started to walk. "That was weird and scary." She mumbled to herself, but determined to one day give back his umbrella. She walked home not knowing the next meeting was going to be in the most unexpected way nor it will be so soon.
It was early morning a couple of weeks after she she finally got her shop reopened when she got a call asking if she can do a rush order not only that it was a huge one at that. She agreed to it; however ask for the person to come in to discuses the details and payment. It was only a couple hours later that she heard the door open and she came out of the kitchen with a smile. "Hello welcome in what kind of chocolate are you looking for today?" She asked before her smile dropped a bit. The smaller one never thought the person who walked in was the scary rain guy it was a good thing she brought the umbrella with her just in case. "Oh wait it's you." She quickly went into the back to grab his umbrella before returning it him. "Thank you for lending this to me." She said before adding in her thoughts 'even if it was forceful and super scary.'
She went back to the kitchen to quickly wash her hands before coming back out. "Now if you have a hard time deciding I do offer simples for some of the chocolates, but do feel free to look around. Just call me when you're ready or if you have any questions." She gave one more smile then work on refilling the shelves and trays that need to be refill while humming.
@โงห y. nako Song Kang's eyes flickered with a hint of exasperated irritation, his head tilted slightly as his brows furrowed, as the girl bowed slightly, her attention had already strayed away from him, as if she hadn't even noticed that he was offering the umbrella to her.
He didn't hesitate but reached out, taking her hand and clenching her fingers around the handle of the umbrella. There was nothing threatening in the action, only a quiet imperative that resisted refusal. "Take it," he said, calmly peremptory, as if uttering a simple fact.
He let go of her hand once she had a firm grip on the handle, stepping back as raindrops darkened his shirt. He said nothing else, his expression unreadable, as he his heel and started to walk away, leaving her there standing beneath the shelter of the umbrella, the rain still falling steadily all around. His car was just round the corner anyway.
@โงห s. kang Nako locked up her shop for the day with a soft sighed having no choose to closed up early thanks to a unruly couple costumers with their bratty kid. They had wanted to enter the kitchen; however she refused as politely as possible sadly they did not like it as they tired to force their way in by, and even thought she called the cops the damage was already done. It irritate her that she also had to close the shop the next few days also in order to clean up the mess, and some of the will have to be thrown out one of her pet peeves is food waste.
The smaller one look up at the sky the realization hit her hard as her nervous habit kicked in wondering what she would need to cut off not only to pay for the daily needs, but now also all new ingredients, and cleaning supplies.. The sound of rain helping her calm down; however she does her best to avoid it pulling her hood over her head not wanting to get sick when she already had Aimi being ill lucky she had someone take of her while Nako was working.
She was so lost in her own thoughts that she never noticed someone was coming towards her until the the rain stop falling on her. "Eh?" She said as she looked up towards the other only to see a male quickly taking a few steps back out of fear. "My apologies I didn't want to block the way." Nako answered with a slight bow thinking he was just trying to get passed not at all noticing he was trying to hand her his umbrella as she once again slipped back into her own little world this time making a list of what she would need to buy, and when the money from the couple who cause her to close will come in.
@โงห y. nako Song Kang stepped out of the simple yet modern building into the fresh air, where the echoes of his just-held meeting still echoed loud in his ears. The bright sky had turned dark while he was inside, and it cast a dull grey shade over the city. Large raindrops started to splash down onto the pavement, building up a thick humidity and scent of wet concrete in the air. He began walking towards the exit of the lobby when the receptionist called him.
"Mr. Song," she said. She cast him a warm smile, extending a black umbrella in his direction. "You might need this."
He stopped and acknowledged the kind action with a charming smile, a playful glint in his eye. "Thanks beautiful. I owe you one," he said, the tone smooth, almost flirtatious. The receptionist's cheeks colored slightly as he turned and made his way through the doors.
He stood under the awning, opening the umbrella with a click and then getting under the rain. That is when he first noticed her, a girl at the end of the covered pavement, looking nervously from the sky to the pavement. Each movement was slow and controlled as she tried to move backward while avoiding the rain that seemed to stretch out with each passing wind.
He watched her move, her face contorted to a look of irritation and acceptance each time a drop splashed near her. She was so much focused on avoiding the rain that she did not even realise he was there. He remained almost motionless, listening to the patter of rain against the stretched nylon of the umbrella, each drop seemed to whisper something to him about his next move.
He then walked up to her, his umbrella wide open, and the rain gently hitting it. He stopped right beside her, positioning the umbrella above her head, to prevent the rain from wetting her. “Here,” he said, his voice low and steady. He raised his hand and handed the handle of the umbrella to her, looking at her without any expression, as if he didn’t expect anything from her.
