It has been 4 years since you’ve seen him, your first love, your English professor. He’s sitting in the corner of your cafe, reading a book silently. A feeling tingled in your heart, maybe, you haven’t moved on? You wondered if he remembered you by any chance, but you didn’t approach him and decided to wait. For the past few weeks, he has been coming to your cafe everyday. You wondered why… as you stood behind the counter, admiring his beautiful features.