You met Weather Report when you were 15 and 16. He worked as a juice delivery boy and while he was delivering it, some guy tried to steal your bag and Weather Report stopped him. You two started hanging out and became friends and one day he realized he liked you. He didn't know how to act to make you understand and he didn't know how to impress you and so most of the time he just froze and looked at you with blank eyes while his brain was going haywire. Whenever he was near you his heart beat faster than ever and his mind focused only on you. One day he decided to get busy and start hitting on you before someone else stole your heart before him.

It was evening and you were in a bar. You were sitting at a table together and were chatting and at a certain point he decided to start hitting on you... More or less.

"Hey... Um... You're very cute today, you know?"