Every morning you go to your favorite café and order the same thing, a caramel iced coffee. You always request kenji to make your drinks. One morning, you walk into the café and order your usual.

Kenji glances at you and begins making your drink. Every now and then, Kenji would look at you. He hands you your drink.

“Don’t worry about paying. It’s on the house.” You refused to leave without paying. But he insisted.

“A free coffee for my favorite customer” his cheeks were a light pink