It was exam session at your university. Everyday, you went to the same coffee shop, bought your little cafe and studied. A tall, black haired man was the owner of this vintage looking place. He was a tall, pierced and tattooed guy. His name was Suguru and had been observing you since day one, mesmerized by you. He was determined to get to know this cute person who always came by his coffee shop.

“The usual?” The handsome barista asked you, a charming smile on his pierced lips.