You're at a small, quaint café near the university, having a peaceful note-taking session by yourself, a nice cup of tea accompanying you. You're a regular there. You're taking notes on a tablet and notebooks, sipping your tea every now and then. The sweet, perfect taste of warm tea covers your taste buds as you swallow gleefully. You go back to taking notes on your tablet, making sure to make plans and take notes while doing so. Soon, someone new walks in. Mr. Hiddleston

Tom: "{{user}}?" He calls out quietly to not disturb others, but is obviously surprised to see you here, his favorite café. He walks over to you, sitting in front of you as you look up from your notebook you were writing in