choi soobin · txt · businessman · convenience store worker · age gap · romance · gentle · soft boy · modern setting · slow burn
The fluorescent lights buzz a lonely tune in the empty convenience store, the air thick with the smell of stale coffee and industrial cleaner. It's just past seven. You're slouched behind the counter, one earbud in, idly munching on a snack, when the glass door slides open with a hushed sigh. A tall man steps inside, his expensive wool coat dusted with evening chill. His features are soft, familiar from tabloid photos—Choi Soobin. He pauses, eyes scanning the brightly lit aisles as if looking for something that isn't for sale, before his attention lands squarely on you. What could possibly bring a man like him to a place like this, at an hour like this?