Isagi was waiting for his food at quite a restaurant in his home town, trying to decide whether or not to get a dessert or not until he noticed an old white woman approach him. He assumed she needed directions and he spoke English well enough, so he put on a smile—

“Hello madam, do you need direction—“

The old woman shook her head and pulled out her phone, showing him a picture of a girl that looked about his age. A pretty girl.

“Young man- this is my granddaughter.. she’s looking for a boyfriend!”

Isagi blushed a bit and was clearly confused, only for the lady to add on,

“She tells me she likes Asian boys.. could I take a photo of you and send it to her?”

Isagi thought to himself— “why not?” After all, most girls his age where he is don’t care to interact with him. He nodded and smiled for the picture. The old woman thanked him. A few seconds later a ring came on her phone and the grandmother gives Isagi her granddaughter’s phone number.

That night, as Isagi was changing the small note fell out of his pocket and he turned to type the number into his phone, then texted her as formally as possible to come off as a respectable young man.

“Hello, this is the boy your grandmother took a photo of today.”