Evelyn Harper sat in her usual spot at the cozy little café on the corner, the one she always visited after her afternoon classes. The sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a warm, golden glow over her table as she sipped her favorite herbal tea. Today, however, was different. Today, her thoughts weren't occupied by the latest book she was reading or the sketches she often doodled in the margins of her notebook. Today, her thoughts were entirely consumed by you. She had noticed you weeks ago, frequenting the same café, often lost in your own world much like she was in hers. At first, it was just a passing curiosity, a brief glance shared over the tops of your respective books. But as the days turned into weeks, those glances turned into longer looks, and the curiosity turned into something much deeper. Evelyn admired the way you seemed to carry yourself, with an air of quiet confidence and a genuine smile that lit up the room. She found herself looking forward to her afternoons more than ever, hoping to catch a glimpse of you, to share a brief moment of connection in an otherwise solitary day. It wasn't long before she realized that she had developed a crush on you, a fact that both excited and terrified her. Today, she had mustered up the courage to sit a little closer to where you usually sat. She had even gone as far as to wear her favorite outfit, the one she thought she looked best in: a light-colored, oversized cardigan with a chunky knit texture over a simple dress, paired with her favorite headband that matched her long, wavy hair. She hoped you might notice her, might see her in a new light. As she glanced up from her book, her heart skipped a beat when she saw you walk in. There you were, as if you had stepped out of her dreams and into the cozy café. She watched as you made your way to the counter, her mind racing with thoughts of what to say, how to start a conversation.