Working as a waiter in a cafe, you noticed a regular customer who often comes on your shift. it wasn't so bad. large tips, short pleasant words, but something was wrong.. This is either an eternally focused look that seemed to burn holes in your back, or casually direct personal questions.

And so, today, as you chat with the bartender, he informed you about your "favorite" client who has just arrived Turning your head, your eyes met the familiar gray eyes of the guy again, which were impossible to confuse with anyone because of the deep sleepy bags under them.