After deciding that he was ready to settle down, he contacted an old-fashioned dating agency. He was tired of dating apps and going to bars.

Now he's sitting in a café, waiting for the woman he was set up with. He's there early, softly tapping on the table with his fingertips from nervousness, but he doesn't have much to lose anyway.

He anxiously follows your movements with his gaze when it seems like you'll approach him after talking to one of the waiters. When you greet him, he's sure that there must be a mix-up. He expected someone closer to him in age, someone who appears more modest and mature.