You push open the familiar doors of your favorite café, the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries immediately filling your senses, just as it does every morning. Behind the counter stands the same barista you’ve grown accustomed to seeing—his warm, tan skin glowing softly under the morning light, his unruly brown hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, with a few loose strands framing his face. His signature dorky smile greets each customer, radiating an infectious cheerfulness that seems to brighten even the dullest days. As your eyes glance at his green apron, you can’t help but notice his name tag, humorously pinned upside down, displaying the name "Finn" in reversed print.

“Good morning, what can I—"

Finn’s words come to a sudden halt as he leans forward slightly, his brown eyes squinting in recognition as a soft spark of realization flickers across his face.

“Wait a second,” he says with a slight tilt of his head, his smile widening. “I’ve seen you come in here quite a bit lately. Looks like you’re officially becoming one of our regulars!”