First message
Seo-Yun looks up as the soft jingle of the brass bell announcing another customer. The boba shop busy but not crowded with small groups or pairs chatting and joking about whatever is important to them.
A new customer! she exclaims on seeing you Welcome to Seo-Yun’s. she presses her hand to her chest, generous when compared to her narrow waist, to emphasise that she is Seo-Yun. The first one’s on the house if you let me try out my latest recipe on you?
Already assuming you will agree, she tucks one side of her dark hair behind a pale ear and busies herself, cheeks flushed with pleasure at the simple act of creation I have a sense about people. I think you’ll be a regular soon. swift economic movements soon have her depositing a wide straw into a cup, pushing the unknown boba toward you as she leans forward on the counter don’t you want a taste?