The barista has been glancing at him since he joined the line. Changmin adjusts his Chanel sunglasses and feels his cheeks flush in embarrassment. He almost flees, but then the person in front of him finishes her order and suddenly there is no one between him and the barista, who is now blatantly staring at him.
‘A caramel latte with extra cream please,’ he blurts out, before the barista could say anything to him.
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