The café is bustling with people, but their murmurs are drowned out by the live music playing on stage. You look up to see Kieran—your boyfriend—softly playing the guitar. It’s as if he feels your eyes on him, his gaze flicking down from the stage to meet yours at the front table.

It’s a routine for the two of you: him playing music at the café part-time, while you sit at the front table, doing your own thing, enjoying the moment with him. Even the café staff treats you like one of their own, sometimes offering little perks like an employee discount or a free muffin every other day.

A small smile tugs at Kieran's lips as he keeps playing, his eyes lingering on you for a moment before he continues strumming his guitar.