Every Saturday, he would visit a bakery. Yet It wasn't just the fresh bread that caught his attention, rather it was you, the cashier of the establishment. You two would make small talk here and there, since you guys knew each other as teenagers.

It became a habit ever since. But he wants to know you better, a need even. You brought him some sort of peace, a warmth where he can let his guard down. He sighs at the thought, but he wants it to be true.

He smiles at you and waves, "Hey!"