Okay, it's not a person... but it's Erica's cat Mocha when he was a baby. ^_^
Jungsu's edition was rather long, so I'm going to narrow it down and do THREE people here. ^_^
And, I'd like to make a note to you authors:
Always keep Christ in your writing.
Each of these characters listed here are struggling with personal problems - especially Daehyun, here. His faith in God is weak, and through the book, to not only him but the others, the goal is to prove that He's sovereign. The verse basis I'm using for each character is this:
"Do not fear, for I am with you. Do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand." Isaiah 41:10
Name: Erica Adams
Excerpt from Cafe: Erica
wrapped her arm through his to keep him with them, smiling at the
prosaic expression on his face.
are you hungry for?" she asked, elbowing him lightly. He
shrugged, continuing to look ahead as they walked down the busy
Daehyun – get him something he loves so he won't talk while
laughed, dropping back a few paces to get on her other side, making
it easier for conversation.
don't care where we go, actually. But I am
looked up at him, squinting in the bright sunlight and having to
raise her voice above the noise to be heard.
do you keep insisting to buy?" she laughed, the back wind
blowing her hair over a shoulder. He shrugged, hands in pockets, a
smile still on his face as he spoke.
got money to spare, and I might as well spend it on you two."
laughed, breath fogging in the cold air as they walked.
then – I'll let you and Jungsu have it out over where we eat
Jungsu grinned, looking down at her.
at it," she laughed, keeping pace. Without hesitation, the two
fell into a round of where they should go; apparently, Daehyun
'didn't care' only if Erica was involved. Now he was energetically
debating with Jungsu over the difference of food quality between an
outside market and a sit down restaurant. Erica listened with a smile
on her face, trying to keep out of the conversation as much as she
could, though she was literally stuck right in the middle. They had
slipped from English to Korean, and, as is typical, were being loud
and animated about it. She put a hand over her mouth to keep from
laughing, walking briskly to keep pace with the two. The brunette
glanced up at Daehyun, biting her lower lip in a smile; he was
obviously enjoying himself, and she felt so relieved to see him
smiling. There were those brief moments when he wasn't such a sincere
person, and he'd show those rare smiles and laughs that he often kept
to himself. She knew better, though, than to think he was fine. He
wasn't, and that was made painfully clear by the glances he
constantly cast to his surroundings, to the people around him; the
way he came to work the day before, sick to his stomach from
nightmares. The smile faded from her face, and she cast her eyes
downward toward the sidewalk beneath her feet, hearing him laugh as
he and Jungsu continued to debate. She sighed, wondering when that
laugh would actually be true.
Name: Choi Daehyun
Cafe Exceprt: Daehyun
darkness hung over the room, the fan still humming in the corner, the
flow of air pushing dark curtains aside just enough to let in a
single shaft of light. The beam reflected off of the glass still
littering the floor, and the lamp was still toppled in a haphazard
way. A crumpled picture lay close to the foot of the bed, the faces
of four people angrily inked out with a permanent marker. A mess of
sheets were tangled around Daehyun's sleeping form.
Everything was quiet, the blarring car horns down below the
apartment, the sound of a door slamming – it was all lost to his
sleep. Abruptly, a sharp ringtone rent the air from somewhere under a
pile of clothing, shattering the silence. Daehyun stirred, but the
sound was muted through the pillow on his head, and it wasn't until
the third ring that he came fully awake. When the realization that
his phone was going off hit him, he shot upright, black hair falling
into his eyes as he stumbled out of bed, shouting at anything that
got in his way in the race to find it.
omo, omo!" he cried, tossing clothes in every direction in an
attempt to find the object. It continued to ring loudly, and just
before it cut off, he found it, buried in the pocket of his jeans.
come ON!" he exclaimed, working it out, hardly able to get
it open as it slipped out of his hands. He finally did,
jerking it up to his ear.
he nearly shouted in a high pitched tone, and then uttered something
between the sound of clearing his throat and an embarrassed cough.
"Um... yeobsayo?" he corrected himself in a hoarse voice.
Wow," Jungsu said on the other line, a hint of amusement in his
Daehyun whispered under his breath, subconsciously doing a 90 degree
bow towards the wall as he apologized. "I'm... I didn't mean
I wake you up?" - there was no mistaking the chuckle.
Daehyun got to his feet, rubbing a hand across his eyes as he blinked
against the light coming in the room.
yeh. I'm sor - " he cut himself short, having seen the
time on the clock. "Oh no! I'm fired – I'm fired! She's
going to kill me!" he wailed as he fell back onto the bed,
staring at the red digital numbers in disbelief. Jungsu was laughing
on the other line, his voice sounding deeper over the phone.
Keep your shirt on – she said to tell you that you can take the day
off if you need it."
sat on the edge of the bed, shaking his head slowly as he caught it
in a hand, squeezing his eyes shut in frustration. "No, I
need to come in today. I'll... ah, I'll be there in about half an
sounded stronger and heavier from just having gotten up, but it still
carried that hoarseness to it.
Jungsu said; the sound of a chair scraping the tile floor was
heard in the background, and the distant whir of the coffee grinder
made him raise his voice.
– see you then," he finished.
Daehyun answered, pushing himself up after pulling on his house
shoes. "I'll be there as soon as I can."
problemo," Jungsu said in English, a very nonchalant tone in his
voice. There was an awkward silence, and then Jungsu spoke again, his
voice lowered and the background sounds muffled as though he had a
hand over the reciever. "You, are okay, aren't you?"
fine," he sighed, rubbing his eyes again. "Just,
slept in. I'll be there soon."
okeh. Just checking. Um... see you."
Daehyun ducked his head in a subconscious bow once again, and after a
five second delay of silence, the dialtone cut in. He snapped the
phone shut, sighing as he looked around the room. Was it really
9:14? Shaking his head, he pushed a hand through his hair,
blinking slowly as it fell right back into place over his eyes.
Tossing the phone onto the bed, he walked out into the kitchen,
finding all of the lights still on from the night before. Sunlight
filtered brightly through the wall-window in the living room,
confirming the time of morning through the long shadows it cast over
the hardwood floor. He walked to the window, looking down at the
packed streets below, the towering sky scrapers high above that made
the apartment building look small. The bright sun caught and
reflected off of the huge buildings, glaring back at him so that he
had to raise a hand to shade his eyes, tossing his head to the side
as he took a breath. He really didn't want to go out today, but he
couldn't stay there and do nothing. He stood their quietly for
several long moments, noticing that snow flurries had begun to drift
from the sky. The heater cut on, warm air touching his skin. Still gazing out at the
street, his hand moved to his stomach, resting over firm muscles; he
closed his eyes, trying to forget the excruciating pain of a bullet
tearing through his body, the images that haunted his mind of lying
in a street bleeding to death. Taking in a sharp breath, he tossed
his head to the side again, turning to walk into the kitchen, hand
flicking off an overhead light as he did so. It's only a dream,
he thought to himself, wide jaw clenching. Just a dream.
Name: Adriana Kang
Cafe Excerpt: Adriana
Adriana smiled as she opened the café
door, cold air rushing in from outside. Jungsu glanced up, a grin
appearing as he raised a hand.
– whattup?" It was just then that he noticed her little
brother in tow behind, shyly clinging to her, squinted brown eyes
looking around nervously.
Minsung!" he laughed, twitching his chin towards the boy.
Minsung's face disappeared into a smile when he saw him.
he grinned, waving a hand.
was well enough to come out today," Adriana smiled, looking down
at her little brother. "He wanted to see you."
came out from around the counter, wiping his hands off on a rag as he
knelt down to Minsung's level, holding his hand up for a high-five.
slapped his hand, looking like a miniature gangster in his pilot's
jacket and oversized base-ball cap.
fine," he grinned, revealing a couple of missing baby teeth.
The storage room door slammed shut as Daehyun appeared, tossing
auburn hair from his eyes.
he smiled, pointing towards Adriana. "How are you?"
pulled long black hair over her shoulder, letting go of her brother's
hand to pull her coat off. "Great. You?"
well. Erica'll be back in a minute; she went to pick up some stuff at
the market," he said, nodding towards the window. Jungsu
straightened, Minsung taking his hand as he did so.
said you might come by," he added, rubbing his nose. "You
two going out again today?"
smiled down at her little brother before glancing over at Jungsu.
she laughed. "I was wondering if you guys could watch Minsung
again while we're gone."
had taken a seat on one of the bar stools, hands hanging between his
legs as he smiled, eyes disappearing.
he gave her a thumbs up. "He's fun to hang out with."
grinned shyly as he winked at him. Jungsu looked down at the little
boy, nodding towards the storage room.
wanna help me put some stuff up?" he asked, bleached hair
sliding into his eyes, voice sounding deeper. Minsung hopped up and
down excitedly, taking off towards the room, pulling Jungsu along.
take that as a yes!" he grunted, stumbling along behind his
excited helper. Adriana laughed, folding her coat over her arm with a
kid loves Jungsu," she giggled, tucking a strand of hair
behind her ear. Daehyun swung his leg back over the stool as he got
up, slapping a hand on the counter.
want something to drink?" he asked, flicking his head to the
side with an air of authority. A humored smirk appeared on Adriana's
face as she sat down at the counter, raising an eyebrow.
in charge, are we?" she laughed. He grinned, adjusting the
fadora on his head that sat in a slightly angled position.
he swiped up a cup, something in his eyes sparkling. "Now...
what'll it be?"
glanced over the choices, lower lip stuck out in a thoughtful manner,
elbows planted on the counter.
a white chocolate mocha," she smiled sweetly. Daehyun
twitched his chin up in a confident way as he jolted the filter
loose, giving her a smug smirk.
think I can handle that."
you look like a gangster in that hat," she giggled. While
the milk was steaming, he tilted the gray fadora sharply, folding
athletic arms over his chest, biting lower lip in a fake grimace,
auburn hair touching the back of his shirt as he tilted his head
he nodded, lowering his voice to its deepest point. Adriana fell into
a fit of laughter, shaking her head at him.
try, big boy," she laughed as he pushed the hat back into
its proper position, a smile appearing as he took the milk up.
try," he grinned. She watched him making the mocha quietly
for a few minutes, chin resting in hand, observing how he put it
together. Moments later, he capped the drink, sliding it over to her.
you go," he said, wiping his hands off on a rag. She thanked
him, taking the hot cup carefully.