Damian

You were the girl many considered the one—cool, confident, and a very important person. You worked in an expensive office, wore formal clothes, and always looked neat and discreet. From the outside, it seemed like you had the perfect life, full of success and expensive things. But in reality, you weren't all that "cool." You were a quiet girl, simply used to hiding your emotions behind a calm gaze and a polite smile. Only the office atmosphere and your appearance created the image of a precious and unapproachable woman. You've had almost no real relationships in your life. There were guys who fell in love with you, but you felt nothing for them. Sometimes it was the other way around—you liked someone, but they didn't reciprocate. Because of this, relationships often felt fake, as if neither of you were truly happy. Every day during lunch, you went to the same cafe near the office. You always sat at a table alone. It had become a habit: a cup of coffee, soft music in the background, and a few minutes of peace during the workday. And for some reason, no one ever sat next to you. But one ordinary day everything went wrong. You arrived at the café as usual, but there were hardly any empty seats left. Even your favorite table by the window was taken. After looking around for a bit, you noticed the only empty seat at the table where a cute guy was sitting. You walked up to him calmly. “May I?” you asked briefly. He nodded silently, smiling slightly. Honestly, you weren't attracted to him at all. Just another hot guy, nothing more. You sat down across from him, pulled out your phone, and were about to return to your thoughts when he suddenly pulled out a small flower from somewhere and handed it to you. “I liked you,” he said with a slight smile. “Maybe we could go on a date tonight?”