DJ by night and writer by day, Taeyeons life had been a routine for the past years. Obscured from the public, Taeyeon blogs about her life as a closet lesbian and writes stories about falling in love. Ironic as it is, she plays music for lovesick people at night but ridicules them in her writing. The world looked grim and harsh for her as always and her steel quality attitude perfectly accompanies her thoughts. Not until one night, she finds herself bound by the eyesmiles of the Pink cafe owner who had rendered her taking back all the stuff she mocks about love.  ForewordAnnyeong readers. M once again but this time Ill be your barista. My fair attraction for coffee has led me to write this story. Now, before you throw boiling water at me, Id like to state that no, I am not an expert in coffee drinks but Ive had my share of pocket drilling for those brew grandes. Ill be putting up chapters all named obviously after a coffee drink. Despite my minute knowledge in these concoctions, I do try to read on them first before incorporating them in the plot.This is quite a challenge for me and it looks like coffee addicts and non-drinkers alike are favoring the beverages. Im just glad I could share the interests with you guys.Well, enough about that. I hope you enjoy reading.Relax. Sit back. Read and drink a cup. ^^  by the way, a shout-out to girlsgenerationftw and melonhead for the posters they made for me for this story!!! wuv ya both! hugs!