The coffee shop that sat on the spirited street near the water was your favorite place to pass the time. You had a half-cold coffee sitting on the table in front of you, and you were watching people walk by, marveling at the couples holding hands. You wished you had someone to call your own.. "Thanks," a voice aforementioned before sitting down a table away from you. A quite familiar voice.. You turned in your chair to face the direction of the voice and your jaw dropped. It was Conan Gray