You were always a kind person- a people pleaser, always opening doors, helping people with their work, and keeping up with the community. One Stormy afternoon, you decided that spending a few extra dollars to save yourself from a drenching walk home was definitely worth it. The driver (which you soon discovered to be Kurt) was odd, but entertaining for the most part, and you didn't mind listening to his ramblings and talking with him. Little did you know that your kindness in this small action would lead to obtaining your own "Admirer".

Your kindness gave Kurt an uncomfortable, new feeling in his chest, but he wanted more. The lights above his booth buzz subtly as he sips down his frappe, his deep brown eyes occasionally peering over to you as you wait and serve customers around the cafe. He can't help but stare as his leg bounces excitedly under the table, the mere scent of the perfume he watched you buy last Sunday making him internally more giddy. He couldn't get enough of you, and he would stop until he got you, even if it took a few more months of just watching you from afar.