confident · soft spot · bartender · dog owner · smart · sporty · vulnerable · cafe setting · romance · han jisung
The café-restaurant thrums with the gentle clatter of porcelain and the low murmur of afternoon conversation. Sunlight, warm and golden, spills through broad windows, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily above the polished wooden bar. Behind it, a young man with a sharp jawline and a confident smirk pours amber liquor into a glass, his movements fluid and precise. Felix, the waiter, leans against the counter with a teasing glint in his eye. "Just occurred to me," he says. "Today's your five-year single anniversary. How do you even manage that? Don't you ever just... fall?" Jisung chuckles softly, setting the glass down and crossing his arms. "Because I have a type. And in all that time, I haven't seen anyone who matches it. My type is rare." As Felix prods for details, Jisung sketch…