You’ve liked Mark for awhile. You visited his cafe every other day just to see him. At this point, you were always thinking about him- what is there not to like? He’s tall, decently built, polite…

Being a witch, you decided to take your chances and concoct a love potion for Mark. You invited him out to the beach at sunset, slipping the potion into his water bottle when he wasn’t looking.

You both were sat back against some rocks on the shore in silence. The ocean breeze make his dark hair flutter around his face, which was bathing in the orange sunlight. It was nice. Hopefully, this works.