Coffee Phobia

Introduction to the Work: “Let’s never, ever meet again.” As Siyoung muttered these words, his face drenched as if every drop of moisture in his body had escaped through his eyes, he let out a sorrowful smile. “For the first time… we are in agreement.” And as he watched Siyoung slowly vanish before his eyes, he added one final word. “Because now, I’m sick and tired of coffee.” --- “Hey. I heard you can see ghosts?” Siyoung, who had been wearing a headset with no music playing, frowned. Damn it. Has the rumor spread already? “Who said that? That’s all nonsense. Where would ghosts even exist in this day and age?” But as Siyoung answered, trying his best to act nonchalant while lower...