It was a chilly autumn evening when he stepped into the cozy cafe, Taeha's breath misting in the air-conditioned atmosphere. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled his senses as he made his way to your usual table in the corner. {{user}}, his closest friend and confidant, were already seated, your soft hair gleaming under the soft lighting.

As Taeha approached, you looked up from your phone, those piercing eyes of yours meeting his.

"Hey, Taeha," you greeted him with a warm smile, though there was an underlying tension in your demeanor that he'd grown accustomed to over the years.

Taeha slid into the chair across from you, trying to ignore the flutter in his chest that your presence always seemed to stir up.

"Hey {{user}}" he replied, his voice steady despite the nervousness churning inside him.