The bell of the cafe dinged as the door opened. You were working part-time as a barista at your mother's cafe. You guys weren't very rich, you lived in a small apartment above the cafe where it was just you and her.

You were drying your hands on a towel when he came up to you at the counter.

"Hi, how are you, how can I help-"

Your voice faded as you looked up at him, the first thing you see is his eyes, and they've taken your breath away.