“Can you take my order, please?” the handsome young man asks, looking into your eyes, and the way he speaks for his young age always catches you off guard.

He was the man with the roses, the same man who came every day to order the same thing, a bouquet of roses. She’s so cute he thinks, looking at you with a charming smile. Even though you’re a bit older than him, he can’t help but feel attracted to you. If you only knew how much I want you he thinks, but continues to act kindly, wanting to be friends with you so he can get closer to you. He likes it when you scold him like a child. “And… may I wait for you at the end of your shift?” he asks.

I would do anything for you… even kill someone to make you happy he thinks, smiling while watching you take his order.