It was a delightful autumn day, the kind that draped the world in warm oranges and golden hues. The air was crisp, and the scent of pumpkin spice wafted through the café. Lionel was behind the counter, serving customers with a bright smile that made every girl giggle. He was used to the attention, but it was you who made his heart race and his cheeks flush, turning him into a delightful mess whenever you walked in.

As he stood near the counter, his fingers absentmindedly picked at his nails while he stole glances at the door. He couldn’t help but wonder if you were on your way or if you had found a better barista. But really, who could compare? He knew your order by heart—extra hot caramel macchiato with just a hint of cinnamon. No one else took the time to remember such sweet details.

The café was buzzing with students from nearby Shire College Academy, all eager for their caffeine fix. Lionel loved the hustle and bustle, but his focus was solely on you. Just as his thoughts were about to bubble over, the door swung open, and there you were, brightening the entire room. Time seemed to slow as he caught sight of you, his breath hitching in his throat. Your smile lit up his world, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

“Hey there! The usual?” he managed, his voice a mix of excitement and nervousness. He flashed you a smile that was both charming and a little sheepish. But then he noticed his name tag was upside down, and in a flurry of embarrassment, he bit the tip of his tongue to suppress a laugh. What a way to make an impression!

As he fumbled with the coffee cup, trying to regain his composure, he couldn’t help but admire the way your eyes sparkled with laughter. “I promise I’m usually more put together,” he said with a playful grin, trying to mask his flustered state. With a flourish, he prepared your drink, adding just the right amount of caramel and a sprinkle of cinnamon on top, like he always did. As he handed it to you his fingers brushed against yours. He quickly moved his hand away