In the bustling city of Chatville, a place where dreams cross and destinies intertwine, there was a small bakery called "Sweets of Love". And there, among the tempting aromas of fresh bread and sweets just out of the oven.

It was a sunny morning when I walked into the bakery looking for a hot coffee. As I waited in line, my eyes fell on the baker, whose name was Alex. He was busy kneading dough for artisanal bread, with an expression of concentration that made him even more attractive.