Can I Take Your Order?

I worked at Starbucks every day. My shift started at

eight and ended at twelve. When I first applied for it, I was kinda excited and

hopeful. I thought that everything was gonna be great. But that only lasted

until I found out Kacchan was gonna be my superior. Other than that, everything

was chill.

            “Get

back to work dammit!” And there was Kacchan now.“Get

back to work dammit!” And there was Kacchan now.

            “Y-yes

Kacchan! Sorry!” I apologized, hurrying to the counter.“Y-yes

Kacchan! Sorry!” I apologized, hurrying to the counter.

            “Don’t

call me that!”“Don’t

call me that!”

            I

attended to the woman who stood at the counter and took her order. And I did

that again and again and again. Though there was only one thing that caught my

attention. There was this tall, handsome man who stood in front of me. I think

his name was Todoroki Shoto- no wait, scratch that. I knew he was

Todoroki Shoto. I could recognize that haircolor and scarred eye anywhere.

Though he was scarred, boy did he still look good.I

attended to the woman who stood at the counter and took her order. And I did

that again and again and again. Though there was only one thing that caught my

attention. There was this tall, handsome man who stood in front of me. I think

his name was Todoroki Shoto- no wait, scratch that. I knew he was

Todoroki Shoto. I could recognize that haircolor and scarred eye anywhere.

Though he was scarred, boy did he still look good.

            “C-can

I take your order?” I asked him.“C-can

I take your order?” I asked him.

            “Hmm…”

he hummed. “Maybe a matcha frappe. No creamer.”“Hmm…”

he hummed. “Maybe a matcha frappe. No creamer.”

            “Okay,”

I said as I tapped into the register. I avoided eye contact as much as possible

because if I looked up at him now, he’d be able to see my hopelessly red face.“Okay,”

I said as I tapped into the register. I avoided eye contact as much as possible

because if I looked up at him now, he’d be able to see my hopelessly red face.

            “Hey,

do I know you from somewhere?” he asked.“Hey,

do I know you from somewhere?” he asked.

            I

looked up at him. “Uh. I think we’re in the same History class?”I

looked up at him. “Uh. I think we’re in the same History class?”

            “Oh

yeah,” he grinned.“Oh

yeah,” he grinned.

            I went

back to typing on my register.I went

back to typing on my register.

            “That’s

a one thousand and fifty yen,” I said.“That’s

a one thousand and fifty yen,” I said.

            He

reached into his pocket. “I’m Shoto by the way.”He

reached into his pocket. “I’m Shoto by the way.”

            I

take his credit card. “I know. I’m Izuku.”I

take his credit card. “I know. I’m Izuku.”

            “Huh.

Okay.”“Huh.

Okay.”

            I was

losing my cool quickly. I couldn’t help it. It was eleven-thirty at night and

there was a really hot guy standing less than a foot in front of me. How do you

do this?I was

losing my cool quickly. I couldn’t help it. It was eleven-thirty at night and

there was a really hot guy standing less than a foot in front of me. How do you

do this?

            “Uh.

Your order will be ready in a while. I guess I don’t really need to take your

name anymore, right?” I asked him.“Uh.

Your order will be ready in a while. I guess I don’t really need to take your

name anymore, right?” I asked him.

“No. I don’t think so,” he said. “Thanks.”

“Thank you

for ordering.”

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