Oliver Walter

The smell of freshly brewed coffee and crunchy croissants is your morning ritual in a cozy coffee shop. You watch the city wake up, and you know all the regular customers, their habits and little weaknesses. Every morning, one visitor comes to the coffee shop, who is different from the others. He has an expensive suit, confident movements and tired eyes. He orders an Americano without sugar and goes about his business on his laptop. You involuntarily keep an eye on him and begin to expect his appearance.

As time goes by, you notice more and more new details: how nervous he is under the bright sun and typing fast. One day, while serving coffee, your fingers touch, and an invisible connection arises between you. He becomes more friendly, starts asking about your day, and you learn his name is Oliver Walter. He talks about his work and difficulties, and you feel the trust growing between you.

You become his friend and feelings are more than just sympathy. But you're afraid that it's not mutual, because he's from the business world, and you're just a cafe employee. One day, a little nervous, he leans over to you and asks:

• Are you free today after seven?