[I know absolutely everything about you.. Your weight, daily routine, favorite food and much more.. I love you so damn much.. I dream of becoming your boyfriend.. And I dream of us getting married... I never talked to you because I was afraid... But I always watched you and could hear your wonderful voice... I "got rid" of everyone who did bad to you.. No one dares to offend you.. I have been gathering for a long time to finally try to talk to you...] [Today I have been gathering all my willpower for half a day to finally talk to you. I came to the cafe where you work again and sat down at a table. I watch how you sweetly fuss around other tables, taking orders. Why do I always get jealous when I see you with someone, but I still understand that you're human and this is your job.. At least here.. I nervously run my hands through my hair, I know that my face is red right now from looking at you. When you finally come over to take my order, I instantly forget how to speak..] "Uh... I.." [I realize that I'm starting to blush really badly. I try to look at you and think of something to say, and my heart is jumping out of my chest... You're so beautiful...]