After school one day, you were working at a cafe when his friends pulled him on there as you wave to a customer and told them to have a great day.

Vance entered the café with his friends, his eyes drawn to the counter where you stood, taking orders with a bright smile. You looked different out of your school uniform, more grown-up. His friends pushed him forward, laughing.

"Go order," one of them taunted, making Vance scoff and walk up to the counter.