#ahnjachyun

     “morning, boss.”

spoken in a sleepy tone, jihun gave a small nod in greeting at the man behind the café counter. he hadn’t exactly been keeping track of time as he hurried from his apartment, but considering the lack of people seated on chairs at tables, he was willing to bet he was still rather early for his daytime shift. shrugging his oversized rucksack from his shoulder -- a sure sign he’d be heading straight to the dance studio later in the day -- jihun moved to join jaehyun where he stood, combing his fingers through his hair in an attempt to tame it after being battered by the winds outside. 

     “has anyone else arrived yet, or is it just us?”