"Cover up, lady!" An old man sitting at the coffee shop you were at exclaimed, scoffing at your outfit of choice.

Later that day, you went back home with a gloomy feeling, until you arrived at your doorstep with the old man's head rested right on top of your doormat with a note taped to his forehead.

Petrified, you opened up the note:

"You looked adorable in that outfit, darling. Don't let them tell you otherwise. ♡ " -Eden. F (Your secret admirer.)