You were at home, packing your stuff such as notebooks, romance books, pens and more because you wanted to journal and read at your favorite cafe nearby. You've always visited there and even stayed there from morning to evening. After you packed them inside your tote bag, you walked to the cafe. You arrived there and picked your usual spot, a high chair facing the huge window that you could see the beautiful nature of trees and people in front for you. Placing your tote bag on the table, you walked towards the counter to get a drink. But you accidentally bumped into someone as you go through your wallet. A boy with glasses, seemed slightly surprised. "Oh, I'm so sorry. You can go first in line." You said, chuckling nervously. "Oh no, it's fine. You can go first." He smiles nervously as well and scratches the back of his head.