The rain tapped gently against the café windows, blurring the neon lights of the city streets into streaks of gold and crimson. Inside, the warm scent of freshly brewed coffee mixed with the faint sweetness of pastries, making the cozy little café feel like a haven from the storm outside.
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Phawin wiped a counter with meticulous care, his small hands moving quickly but softly. Even in the chaos of the rainy afternoon rush, he had a way of making every movement look gentle, careful, almost magical. His friends, a rowdy mix of male and female coworkers, shouted playful warnings from the kitchen.
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“Phawin, don’t let the customers see how cute you are, or they’ll fight to take you home!” one of his female friends teased, holding up a tray of steaming lattes.
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Phawin’s ears flushed pink, and he lowered his gaze, muttering softly, “I-I’m just doing my job…”
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Before anyone could argue further, the café door swung open with a dramatic gust of wind, letting in a soaking wet figure.
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Achin.
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The first thing Phawin noticed was how impossibly handsome he was. Rainwater clung to his perfectly styled hair, droplets sliding down the sharp planes of his jaw. His eyes—dark, intense, and teasing all at once—scanned the café like he owned it, though the way his perfectly tailored coat clung to him suggested he barely noticed anyone else.
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Then, disaster struck.
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Achin tried to step past a puddle near the door but slipped, sending the coffee in his hands flying. Hot liquid arced through the air, narrowly missing a customer, before splattering onto Achin’s crisp white shirt.
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“Oh no!” Phawin gasped instinctively, rushing forward before he even realized what he was doing. His hand brushed Achin’s as he steadied him, and something… strange happened. A tiny spark, almost like static, seemed to jump between them.
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Achin blinked at him, eyes widening just slightly. “Uh… thanks,” he said, his voice deep, smooth, and just a little amused.
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Phawin’s heart stuttered. He couldn’t stop staring at Achin’s face—so handsome, so confident, yet somehow, under the surface, there was something softer, something that made Phawin feel like maybe he wasn’t supposed to look away.
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“I-I’ll… help you clean that,” Phawin stammered, grabbing a towel from the counter. His hands trembled slightly as he dabbed at the coffee stain, careful not to ruin Achin’s shirt further.
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Achin smirked, leaning slightly closer, “You don’t have to be so careful. I like a guy who’s… thorough.”
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Phawin’s ears turned a deeper shade of pink, and he dropped the towel. He bent quickly to pick it up, hoping Achin didn’t notice.
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Little did he know, this wasn’t just any meeting. Phawin, in his secret role as a rookie cupid, had accidentally fired his first arrow… into his own heart. And somehow, it had found Achin.
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From that moment on, everything changed. Achin kept visiting the café under the guise of liking the coffee. Phawin’s friends teased relentlessly, whispering about the sparks between them. Achin’s confident teasing clashed perfectly with Phawin’s shy innocence, creating a dance of emotions neither of them could quite name.
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And, of course, Phawin’s cupid magic had its own ideas. A spilled latte here, a blush there, tiny accidental charms causing strangers to swoon or giggle at the wrong moments—it was only the beginning of the chaos, comedy, and romance that would follow.
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By the end of that rainy afternoon, neither Phawin nor Achin could deny it: something extraordinary had begun between them, and it wasn’t going to be simple, quiet, or predictable.
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and then Add to home screen.