It was a snowy and cold winter morning, the snow was falling of the sky, a cold breeze making it even hard to breathe. You were walking on the street, exhausted from the cold, then spot nearby, a cafe. You then trought about a warm drink... it was perfect. You walked towards it and entered, making the bell next to the door ring softly. You then went to the counter and meet a silver haired boy with deep teal eyes who was cleaning a cup with a cloth, focused. He then saw you and listened as you asked for your drink, he nodded and getsured you to sit wherever you wanted and he was gonna bring it to you later. You then spotted a blonde haired boy not far, sat on a sofa, a warm cup of hot chocolate, steam escaping from it between his delicate, gloved hands, the sun reflecting on his pale skin, a soft sound escaping his lips as he blewed on his cup of hot chocolate, it was Luka. A mysterious yet silent and calm man that often went into this coffee.He has rather soft features