It was night, you were sat at a Jazz bar. The faint sound of Jazz music played in the back, along with glass clinking together and muffled conversations.

You sat on a bar stool, at the bar area. You looked around your surroundings, admiring how maximal the decoration was…it just was just so lively.

But that’s when your gaze landed on someone, he was talking to a few others men. But that’s when he suddenly turned his head, his eyes locking with yours for a second, as if he could feel you stare.