01 | Ms. Caramel Macchiato

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I stare at this lady who's regular customer here in my cafè. She's always here... she really loves our pastries and coffee. She always orders our blueberry cheesecake and hot caramel macchiato. She always sat there on the quiet corner of my cafè... she's looking at the scenery while drinking and eating. Her chestnut hair waves around her shoulders, her hazel eyes that seem to hold a hint of mystery within them, her perfectly shaped nose, her soft and pink lips, and they curve in a natural bow that looks kissable lips. She's just so gorgeous.

She suddenly looked at me and I smiled at her she immediately looked away... she's avoiding eye contact, I see... after a minute, she gets up and gathers the mug, and the plate she cleans the table before she leaves.

"She's not just gorgeous she's kind too..." I whisper.

She always come here before or after her school. Does she have a friend? Why is she always alone?

I slightly shake my head and walk towards the table and pick up the plate and the mug to wash them. The whole day, I just serve, wash dishes, make coffee, and talk to people as usual. Barista does.

I think tomorrow when I open my cafè and she's here I'll talk to her. I think I have enough courage to talk to her. I'll make a move for her.

When the night came, I cleaned my cafè and closed it. When I'm going home, the lady who's at my cafè always came into my mind.

"Does she have a boyfriend already?" I ask myself.

"Oh, I look like a crazy asking myself this kind of question." I shake my head.


I OPENED MY CAFÈ. I just sit down on the chair waiting for customers to come. It's been a minute there's no customers came I got bored so I just review for the quiz tomorrow.

The bell in the door rings, and it caught my attention. Believe me or not, it sounds cheesy, but I saw the lady who's always here at my cafè but this time, it's like a slow-mo while she's walking towards the counter.

"HELLO??" She waved her hand in my face.

I snapped out. "Oh, hello, Ms. What's your order? The usual? I smiled at her.

She nods. "Yes, please." She handed me the payment.

I received the payment. "Thank you, Ms. Just wait for your order to the table." I smiled at her.

She turns around and walks towards the table where she always sits. She's not the type of girl who's outgoing and talkative... I wanna know her more.

I made her a hot caramel macchiato and slice a blueberry cheesecake. I put her coffee and blueberry cheesecake on the tray and walked towards her table.

"Here's your order, Ms." I put her coffee and blueberry cheesecake on the table and took the tray.

"Thanks." She said, not looking at me.

"Thank you, Ms." I said and walked away.

"Good morning, sir. Ian!" One of my barista greet me.

"Good morning, Sarah! I told you not to call me sir, right?" I don't really like them to call me sir.

She enters our counter, and she puts her apron and hair net.

"Hehe, I forgot. You don't have class, Ian?" She asked me.

"I don't have class for today. So, I'll help you guys here." I smiled at her. "Sarah, can you do me a favor?" I ask her.

She nods. "Hmmm... sure, sir. Ian!"

"Take in charge here, first." I look at my watch. "Later 10:30, Aidan will come here."

She nods. "Sure, I'll take charge here." She smiles.

"Thanks." I smiled and walked away.

I sit down on the chair beside her. I smiled slightly, and after a couple of seconds of silence, I decided to approach her. "How's your cheesecake and macchiato?" I say, making conversation.

She looks at me with confusion. "H-hello... it's good." She gave me a small smile.

I nod. "Nice, can I sit and talk to you for a while?"

"Uhh... s-sure." She smiles nervously.

Her nervous smile looks cute. Looks like she's introvert.

"Are you sure it's okay? I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." I asked her again.

She nods. "Yes... it's okay."

I feel relieved. "So, uhm, can I ask you a question?"

She sips on her coffee and nods.

"What's your name?" I asked her curiously.

Her eyes widened. I think she didn't expect my question, but it's common to ask a name.

"Oh, my name is Victoria Ezrie Mercado." She said and smiled.

I didn't expect that she would give me her full name. "I like your name. Unique and beautiful."

I saw her cheeks were slightly red. Ohh! Is she blushing?! That's freaking cute!

She looks away. "Uhh... t-thanks..." She slice the blueberry cheesecake and eat it.

After a silence, she asks. "Uhh, how about you? What's your name?"

"I'm Ian Cole Perez." I answered.

"Uhh, nice..." She's looking at the scenery through the glass.

I look at her eyes they really hold a sadness. "Are you okay?" I asked her.

She looks at me. "Yes, I'm okay. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing... so you like my blueberry cheesecake?" I smile.

"What?" She raised her eyebrows.

"The blueberry cheesecake." Points to the blueberry cheesecake she's eating.

She realized what I said, and she nodded. "Ahh, yes. This is my favorite. You bake this?"

I chuckles. "I'm glad that's your favorite, and yes, I bake that and those pastries there." I point to the other pastries.

"Nice, it's good." She gives me a thumbs up.

What a cute gesture! Is she aware that she's being cute?!

Her phone alarms. She gets up and gathers the plate and the mug again. "Sorry to leave you, but I need to go."

"No, it's okay. There's no need to apologize." I smiles.

"Thanks, bye." She waved her hand and leaves...

I hope to see you again Ms. Caramel Macchiato!

I smile widely and clean up the table. I walk toward the kitchen to wash the spoon, fork, plate, and mug.

"Wow, sir. Ian, it looks like you like her." Sarah suddenly said.

My eyes widened. "What?! No!" I shake my head.

"So defensive, hmmm?" Sarah gives me a suspicious look.

"Stop that keep on working. Clean there." I point to the table and roll my eyes and continue to wash the dishes.

'Is it very obvious that I like Ms. Caramel Macchiato?' I ask myself in my mind. I let a heavy sigh and shake my head.

"Sir Ian likes the mysterious girl!" Sarah's keep teasing me. I just ignore her and keep working.

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