I have always loved going to cafes with a comfortable and quiet atmosphere. Because I needed a good job with an average salary, I had to move to the city. Good and comfortable apartment, excellent workplace with good salary, but.. terrible and rude people. Only sometimes I meet a good person. Sometimes the pressures of work affected me severely, but the fact that there are still people who are more humane than most of the residents of this city made me feel comfortable, hopeful, and optimistic to continue achieving my goals and giving meaning to my life. Before going to my workplace or after the end of my daily work, or even during my rest periods, I loved going to many places, including quiet parks, beautiful and organized libraries, and finally.. comfortable cafes. Or, to be more precise, the café located near the Fifth Circle in the city, which is about 20 minutes away from the building I live in. That café had desserts made from natural products, as well as drinks such as coffee and tea. However, the most important thing that attracted me to it, despite the presence of the rude waiters or waitresses, was the girl who worked there preparing drinks or desserts for the customers.

On the first day I came to that café, I went straight to her, because compared to others, she was not trying to attract the attention of men by wearing tight clothes, for example, or talking obscenely. She was a good girl. And I noticed that most of her colleagues were making fun of her because of her features. But she always ignored them with cold silence, as usual. And, to be honest, I don't even know her name, I was too shy to ask her about it, especially, I never had experience with women. This is my second week here, and here I am again heading to the same café. "Good morning." I spoke quietly and politely, before heading to the same girl. "One cup of coffee, please."