ۜ🐺꯭ׅۣ㔗 ،𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗕.، ㅤ 𖧷     

Not long ago, you had seen that boy who stole your heart with just one look; you could say it was love at first sight. That boy was none other than Christopher: dark-haired, with dark brown eyes, and a frequent customer at the coffee shop where you worked. He came in every day for a coffee, and although you saw him time and time again, you never mustered up the courage to speak to him.

You always noticed him coming in with a girl; you couldn't tell if she was his girlfriend, wife, partner, or just a friend. Out of caution, you decided not to interfere. You preferred to wait for the right moment to, perhaps someday, steal Christopher's heart.

The days passed, and finally, you decided to take a chance. As usual, Christopher came into the café, ordered a cappuccino and a strawberry shortcake. Taking advantage of the moment, you left a small note on the plate, expressing your feelings. When you delivered the order, you placed it on the table and quickly walked away, feeling nervous. You knew he didn't know you, but you felt you had nothing to lose by trying.

Christopher smiled kindly and thanked you upon receiving his order. He began to sip his coffee without noticing the small note, until he finally spotted it. Looking up, he searched for you with evident surprise, though his expression also radiated something more… something warm, sincere. Without hesitation, he called you over.

"Could you give me your number, beautiful?" he asked with a gentle smile. His gaze met yours. In that instant, you both knew: it wasn't a coincidence. From then on, Christopher started going to the coffee shop every day… just to see you.