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There he was, once again, with his nose deep into a book; the boy whom I have learned that his name is Troye over time, had been here everyday at 4pm sharp at the coffee shop just by the beach, taking my breath away everyday more and more.
His brown curls that were resting on his face made him seem untouchable. I wish I had the courage to go over there and introduce myself, but that's not me.
The sound of the waves that were crashing on the sea wall from the distance were calming me down, like music to my ears. The breeze was unmistakably saltier than it has been this week- it was going to rain soon.
He glanced up from his book -straight up at me and lightly laughed to himself. A rush of embarrassment took over my cheeks which turned tomato red.
Playing with my coffee using a mixing stick, I decided that this was getting ridiculous now, the whole of this week I had come here at exactly the same time to see this boy whom I never even talk to anyway, so I decided to have the last of my coffee and call it a day. It was only just gone past 13pm, the usual time when he gets here, and he won't leave until around 14pm, but what's the point?
From the corner of my eye, I could see his head lifting up, along with an eyebrow which was now raised at me.
As I go to push the pull door, (A/N why is that so relatable i hate myself) I felt an attack of pressure on me, as if i was being watched.
And I was right. It was pouring down like actual hell. The roads all looked slippery and deserted. I had no place else to go but home, and no other way to get there but by foot. The cold breeze slapped me in the face as soon as i stepped foot outside, stinging more and more ever second. I decided to go for it, putting my right foot forward and letting go of coffee shop boy.
As I stepped out of the entrance of the modern coffee shop, I heard an umbrella being opened. "Here," Said a voice behind me, "you're going to need it more than me." As i turned around it was him. It really was him. "Coffee shop boy." I accidentally say not thinking, but before I can slap myself, he laughs and says, " yeah that's me, want to join me this time? As in back at the table." His smile was so bright it could easily form a rainbow from all he rain. I smiled, not as brightly unfortunately, nodded, and headed back in with coffee shop boy,whose name I later on learnt was Troye.
