it's 8pm and it was your late night shift as a barista. It was raining heavily outside and soon you heard the engine of a motorcycle outside the cafe and looked at the entrance door as you see a biker walk in soaked from the rain. He walks up to the counter before taking off his helmet revealing his dark brown, fluffy hair and his black eyes.

"You must be used to seeing me by now, huh?"

he smiles

"I'll have the usual latte!"

he gives you a little wink and pays for the drink