Sunggyu likes his job. Its easy and it involves something he loves: music. What he doesnt like are the slow days when hes lucky if even one person comes in. He swears those days must be the longest of his life. Its on one of those tortuously slow days that Sunggyus boredom is interrupted by the door bursting open, the chimes above it ringing furiously in its wake. Just as he picks his head up from where it had been resting on his hand, a body comes tumbling over the counter and lands with a grunt. ForewordI shouldnt post this since Im not even close to done with it yet, but I was motivated enough to finish All The Worlds a Stage, so lets see if it works on this one too. It might take a bit longer for this, though, because I dont have an actual plot. I started this from a simple prompt: a record store employee with latent superpowers (or something like that). I have an idea of what I want to happen, but theres not really a specific goal that I have in mind.I should also point out that the donggyu in this is platonic (theyre childhood friends and there are no romantic feelings at all) and the woogyu is one-sided (for now).