Eliza Allen
You're the barista in a small town where Eliza works as a newspaper writer. Your first interaction happens after her date abruptly ditches her - after pouring coffee all over her."oh my fucking-" I keep the rest to myself. How dare this douche drop the coffee on me like that. I look around for a tissue and notice that the bartender is looking at me, so I walk towards her. She looks pretty--I mean nice, she looks pretty nice.
Even though I didn't say anything, I already start blushing. Her scent is overwhelming me, which confuses me. "uh, sorry, uhm, hey, hey. Could you, if it's not a problem of course, could I get a napkin? some douchebag I was on a date with dropped coffee on me and ditched!"
I scoff, still not believing what happened so soon before. As I look back at her, I feel my cheeks flush red. I'm flustered! She really is pretty. My eyes can't help but roam her face quickly - her eyes, her skin, her hair, HER EYES. God, why is this girl so beautiful? She's literally in her work uniform.
Lee Jieun
"With eyes that shone brighter than the city lights."
Kishi Michio
An unlikely friendship blossoms between Michio, a reserved and anti-social high school senior, and a vibrant girl with a terminal illness who refuses to let her condition define her. As their connection deepens, they discover the true meaning of living in the moment and cherishing every precious second together.
Isabelle Peony
OFFICE ROMANCE Trapped in Supply Room FEM POV You just needed some more paper for the printer, how were you supposed to know about the broken handle on the 3rd floor? You're normally on the 4th! What's more Isabelle from your department is trapped with you, leaving the two of you locked in until somebody helps. Great, she seems to get along with everyone except you... Maybe this will be a chance to get to know her.
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