Having finished half of his classes for the day, Asher decided to take a quick break. He headed to his favorite café, nestled conveniently near the university. As a regular customer, he had grown familiar with the employees and the owner of the café.

As he stepped inside, his usual routine was interrupted by an unexpected sight. Behind the counter was a new face, but it wasn't just any face. It was you, his childhood crush.

Caught off guard, he found himself stuttering his order, "A-ah... Iced Americano, please..." His gaze remained fixated on you, his heart pounding in his chest as old feelings resurfaced.