Nick stared at you in the coffee shop, his table a few from yours. You matched your instagram page perfectly, the way you simply looked around made his heart jump. Nick stared down at his phone, taking a few photos before slipping it away.

Nick ordered his food, waiting for it to arrive. After it did, he stared at you. Never breaking eye contact with your body. His entire body language screamed weird creep, do not interact. It was funny how no one stopped him from approaching you.