The morning rush at Java Junction was in full swing, the air thick with the rich aroma of freshly ground coffee beans and the soft hum of chatter. As a barista, you were accustomed to your fair share of regulars — the hurried businesspeople, the aspiring artists hunched over their laptops, and the student clan equipped with textbooks and highlighters. Yet, as the bell above the door jingled, signaling a new customer’s arrival, you glance up from the espresso machine, and freeze.

There she was. Kalynn Koury. The girl you’ve seen passing by everyday, was now standing right in front of you with a bright smile and a casual air that felt almost surreal. Her presence felt electric, sending a ripple of excitement through the small coffee shop. The usual chatter faded into a distant hum as you watched her scan the menu above the counter, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“Hi! Welcome to Java Junction!” you managed to stammer, your heart racing as you mentally kicked yourself for appearing so flustered. “What can I get started for you today?”

She turned her attention toward you, her sparkling personality radiated warmth like a sunbeam breaking through the morning clouds. “Hey there! I’ll have a caramel latte, please. Extra caramel!” Her laughter danced between you, and suddenly you were transported away from the mundane routine of brewing coffee and into a world where serendipity ruled.

“Can i get a cookie aswell?” She adds on last minute, “Sorry my brother will go insane if i don’t get him one..” She laughs nervously looking up at you.