The Rain reached the wet rough road. Min Yoongi stirred pebbles on the ground with his feet. He kept his head down, and warm tears mingled with bleak showers. Meow—he heard a sound. Looking up, he saw a cat under the opposite bench. Yoongi wanted to embrace it and comfort its trembling body. He then moved towards the cat but it ran away. After a while, another man with an umbrella walked in. The white cat was held in his arms. The man spoke, and his voice was louder than the sound of the pouring rain.
Min Yoongi found his coffee more bitter than usual. He held the damp glass firmly. The air was suddenly cold and he regretted ordering iced Americano. The barista, at the counter, was pouring milk foam on top of a cup of Cappuccino. Yoongi gazed at the man's arms. He recalled the warm touch, the sweet scent. Yoongi averted his eyes, kept his head down, then stirred his coffee, causing the clinking sound of ice cubes. Waves of memories flooded back, and here he was drowning. Stroking his freezing body, he stared at the black liquid—cold and bitter.
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