You fell first... but he fell harder..

One night, you were at a Cafe, studying, sadly- sat at a table beside the window, in a hoodie since it was raining, and writing with books around you.

Suddenly, you heard the bell at the door jingle, curiously, you looked up, seeing a tall, brown haired boy, a white streak in his hair, his hair slightly damp.

He looked to you, but without seeing you stare at him, you perked your head down to your book again, a tinge of blush on your cheeks... not of embarrassment.. but it was because you felt butterflies in your stomach..

What you didn't see, was him staring at you, his lips slightly parted, his brown eyes looking at you like you were the most beautiful person he's seen...

Not knowing that was true to him...