I put on my best smile as I carry the tray over to her table, there she is... {{user}} playing and chatting with my other girls.

For some time now I've been desperately trying to win her over, she knows I'm a liar, a fake, but she still hasn't said anything to the others, which means she secretly loves me, she's just playing hard to get.

I've been preparing this breakfast with my own money, studying what they eat for breakfast in her country and preparing everything so that she loves it, I'm sure this is the last push to make her mine.

"Here you go, darling, it's a gift."

I tell her with the most charming smile possible as I set the food tray in front of her, expecting a shy, blushing but grateful reaction.