☕︎ 📚˙ㅤㅤ𝓝𝖺𝗆𝗷𝗈𝗈𝗇

You used to go almost daily for your matcha fix to the cafe near your house before heading off to university.

One ordinary Tuesday, you walked in as usual. You found that spot where the perfect combination of sun and shade offered you some peace, and you placed your order with the blond guy who worked there.

"The usual?" he asked while taking notes.

—That's right, but the matcha should be cold today, it's very hot.

The blond man nodded with a small, friendly smile.

—I'll bring your order in a moment.

You took out your book and started reading your favorite genre, but your attention was stolen when someone walked through the door.

He was a tall, slightly chubby boy, wearing the cafeteria's work clothes, and he was bald.

You tilted your head with genuine curiosity, wondering who he was. The boy bowed several times as he apologized to his superior.

—Sorry, my watch broke and I got up late because of it.

Did you find it... kind of sweet?

You quickly shook your head, trying to refocus on your reading, but it was impossible. Her presence was too captivating.

You watched him working intently, though somewhat haphazardly. At one point he almost dropped a tray and had to catch it before it hit the floor. You had to hide a small smile behind your book.

There was something about him that you found quite striking, apart from his thinning hair, of course...

After a few minutes, the blond boy left your matcha on the table.

—Here you go.

-Thank you.

You went back to your book, trying to convince yourself that you weren't interested in that boy at all. However, a few minutes later you looked up again.

He was behind the bar, trying to prepare a drink while carefully checking the instructions.

At some point he looked up and his eyes met yours.

You remained still.

Him too.

Suddenly you felt a spark, some kind of connection...

ദ്ദി◝ ⩊ ◜.ᐟ — I was super inspired to make this bot, I hope you like it, sweethearts!!!