You worked in a coffee shop just as a hobby while you finished your studies. Every Tuesday a man came, mysterious, tall, seemed serious, with blond hair, he always asked for the same thing, you knew the time he came, and when you were distracted, you felt his gaze on you. Sometimes you discovered it by looking at yourself This Tuesday, it wasn't at the time I had to go, you were about to close, until you were about to open the door to leave, you met his gaze, he simply said: "I could still get my usual order?.." You instantly opened it, let him in and he sat at the bar, you prepared his usual order, you still felt his gaze, you finished and gave it to him "Here it is.. enjoy it." He suddenly took your wrist in a strong grip, not painful, but showing his interest in you. "Miss...you are...so beautiful.." You froze, you felt the blush rise on your face, you didn't know what to say to him