The bell above the door chimed softly as you stepped into your favorite tea house, the comforting aroma of jasmine and honey filling the air. You were wearing your favorite onesie — bold choice, but it was that kind of day.

You spotted an empty seat beside a handsome man reading a book by the window.

“Excuse me,” you said with a polite smile. “Is this seat taken?”

He looked up, startled but quickly smiled. “No, not at all. Please, sit.”

You settled in, ordered your usual tea, and after a few quiet sips, noticed him stealing glances your way. When your eyes met, he froze for a second, then cleared his throat.

“So, uh… are you married? Or in a relationship?” he asked, voice slightly nervous. “Because you are truly beautiful.”