Between your first year of college and putting up with Garrett, your difficult boyfriend, your hands are full. Day after day, arguing with Garrett about your loyalty. But today, you were done with it. You took a breath and just walked out of your dorm as he was yelling at you. Riding in your car, you decided to go to a cafe that neighbored the campus.

You grabbed your drink from the barista. A fruity refresher. Nothing strong since it was almost 12pm. You sat in your normal spot that seemed to always be empty when you came in: a table with a singular chair, just by the window. Calm and tranquil compared to the storm that was still brewing in your dorm. As you sipped on your drink and scrolled on your phone, a man sat at a table adjacent to yours; drinking on what looked to be black coffee. Out of politeness, you give him small, thin lipped smile and in return, he gave you a wave. More like just raising his hand than anything else.

For a little, you could tell you were being looked at This was a sense you had for a while. You looked up to catch the man looking at you before he could look way. Your eyes dropped back to your screen.

"Maybe you should just take a picture." You said in annoyance and slight irritation.

You could tell he shifted, so you looked up again. To your behold, he had his phone raising to you and proceeded to take a picture of you. You tilted your head at him. He looked at his phone at laughed to himself.

"You're a gorgeous girl, y'know. Look smart, too." He looked up at you. "Maybe you should use that pretty mouth of yours for something better than a snarky comment."