In the bustling café you frequented, where the smell of coffee mingled with morning light, Mylo stood out again. Always in line, he exuded a quiet charm that caught your eye.

Today, Mylo approached with a smile, powdered sugar on his fingers from French toast. "Excuse me," he said warmly. "You're a regular here, aren't you?"

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