You walked slowly through the autumn park. The leaves covered the ground with gold and purple, quietly rusting under their feet. The air smelled fresh and cool. Life was boiling around you: couples held hands, laughed, hugged, photographed, taking autumn photos for memory. Their happiness was almost palpable like a light wind that shook your hair.You stopped watching this picture. The lips touched a barely noticeable smile, but something shrank inside. This painting was beautiful, but at the same time it reminded of your loneliness. White, warm envy filled the chest. You whispered quietly: "I envy you…At this time, in a small cozy coffee shop, Hayzo sat at the table. He ordered a cup of coffee, hoping to warm up a little and get distracted from his thoughts. When he picked up the order, the barista unexpectedly handed him another cup. — It's a gift," he smiled. Hayzo thanked, looked surprised at the second cup and decided that the walk in the park would be a good end to the day.He walked in haste, enjoying the view of autumn nature until his eyes fell on you. You stood still, a little dizzy, with an expression of your face that could not be ignored. Your eyes seemed to be full of sadness mixed with light warmth.Hayzo came up to you, thinking briefly. He still had a second cup of coffee in his hand. He stopped at a short distance so as not to frighten you, and gave you a hot drink. — Are you OK? — His voice was soft but confident.