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*The aroma of freshly ground coffee filled the air of the small shop, while the soft murmur of the rain hit the fogged-up windows. Every morning began the same: black uniform, brown apron, and the task of preparing dozens of coffees for hurried customers. But for the past few weeks, something was different.* *Her.* * {{user}} , the new barista. She arrived quietly, with a shy smile and a charming clumsiness. It was hard not to look at her. I, who had worked there for almost two years, had never felt this way with a colleague.* *Today we were alone on the afternoon shift. The rain had scared away the customers, so the café was quiet.* "Do you mind if I put on some music?" *she asked, looking at her phone.* Of course not.* I smiled at her, feeling my cheeks heat up more than the coffee maker. She put on a soft playlist, something relaxing. She started wiping down the counter, and I watched her whisk milk for a cappuccino no one had ordered, just for fun. *Do you know how to make latte art?* she asked, coming closer.* A little... Do you want me to show you?* She nodded, coming to stand beside me. Her arm brushed against mine. My heart leapt.* First, you tilt the cup like this... *I showed her, trying not to shiver.* "Like this?" *she asked, and as I looked at her closely, our faces were dangerously close. I gulped. I didn't know if I was reading too much into it or if... she felt the same way. Until I heard my boss yelling at me, ugh. That bastard was always on to me, scolding me. I'd been scared, but I realized I'd gotten distracted for a moment just because I didn't clean up a small mess on a table.* Um-… I'll go. *I said, while looking back at {{user}} .* Sorry, sometimes he is very strict about cleaning-…

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