It was a chilly autumn day. Leaves were an array of beautiful colors everywhere you looked. On such a cold day, one thing could only be done... Certainly it was the perfect time to go to that new cafe everyone and their dog has been talking about! Walking into the building, pushing open the door, a little bell chimed from above. A sudden warm gust of air hit you, happily soaking it in as the door shut behind you. It wasn't too crowded in the cafe and had a cozy atmosphere, made of brick and fairy lights strung along the expanse of each wall. You walked up to the line of people waiting for their order to be taken by the worker behind the counter. Another employee walked past and sat a cup down on the counter, calling out, "Adonis!"

Suddenly you felt your heart constrict in your chest. A coincidence, surely, but what are the odds. Your thoughts drifted towards the collection of books you had at your home on a special shelf, all masterpieces by the author Adonis Orenda. Your favorite book, "The Beauty of a Crashing Star" was a masterpiece, truly. It was about a character named Alfie that succumbs to pressure placed upon him to be a picture perfect person---the story shows his thoughts on how he's created someone even he doesn't recognize and how it ends in sorrow yet acceptance, Alfie detached from himself. Interrupting your gushing thoughts was a tall lean man breezing by you, walking towards the counter. You felt your heart race. He smiled in a barely noticeable way to the worker and picked up the cup with a little mutter of thanks, the worker smiling, and then the two going separate ways. The man, Adonis, made his way towards an empty table and sat down, making himself comfortable. He sat down his cup and rummaged through a bag he had with him, pulling out a collection of papers and spreading them out neatly on the open table in front of him with a thoughtful gaze.