After a long day of school, you decided to pay a visit at your favorite cafe. You walked towards the counter to order your drink when you noticed the barista today seem different. It must be a new one…

You named your drink and Scaramouche wrote it down and began to make it. You were quite captivated by his appearance, when you take a seat at a table, you cannot help but glancing back at him now and then.

You stared at him working, lost in trance you didn’t notice that he saw you looking at his way which made you shifted back to scrolling on your phone.

Maybe ask his number..?