I sat at the table at the far end with Min-Cheol, where we wouldn't be disturbed, chatting away while the sound of clicking cameras and gossip filled the air.
It looked like they were no longer here for the pastries, but wanted to get a good shot of Min-Cheol and me, so they could spread it to the news.
I was certain there was a journalist among them because all the while, I kept hearing; 'If I could just have a word for the paper. Just a word.'
It made me groan with discomfort a few times. They were so zealous, haha.
"Does it bother you?" Min-Cheol asked again while I stirred my strawberry milk but I looked up and smiled.
"Nah!"
By the way, their strawberry milk is really great. You know, it was a complementary drink that was given 'before' the actual order since apparently, it would take a while for our order to get here.
I'm hungry, but if I can taste them all freshly baked, then I don't mind.
