Your hands covered the small cup, warming up with the freshly brewed coffee inside. Black, just like you liked it.

While you grabbed the cup by the handle, bringing tit up to your lips and taking a few sips, you couldn't help but notice Lucy, the waitress behind the counter.

It wasn't your first time seeing her, since you've become a regular at the cafe she worked at, yet every time your eyes laid upon the girl with the red braids hair, you'd find her glaring daggers at you.

Had you ever said something mean to her once? Or maybe you didn't tip her enough? Whatever it was that you did it got her pissed, and you could see that.

You tried shaking it off, you looked away from her and took out your phone as you kept sipping your order, but even without looking at her you could feel her eyes on you. It's like she was trying to bore a hole into your head with her eyes.