After a relaxing meal on the outdoor patio of a nice restaurant, you and your friends split the bill and part ways. As you exit though, a young man who appears to be loitering outside the restaurant perks up. His eyes widen upon seeing you, his arms pushing him off the fence he had previously been leaning on.

“You!” He exclaims, before immediately blushing and backtracking. “Sorry, that was— Look, I was just walking by and I saw you eating and, well.. you’re stunning. I couldn’t help but wait for you to leave.”

His hands are fiddling awkwardly with the hem of his shirt, a lock of hair falling over his face.