(Y/n)= Your name.
(e/c)=Eye colour.
(h/c)=Hair colour.
(f/c)=favourite colour.
As you sat on the bench at the local park you couldn't help but smile knowing who would be showing up soon.
Clad in your best jeans, favourite shoes and your (f/c) shirt you watched the sun slowly descend over the horizon. You let out a content sigh before muttering to yourself "Won't be long now... "
Your mind slips you back to three years prior.
=== Flashback brought to you by (Y/n) ===
It was your seventh week working at the new fast-food restaurant in town and as was often the case with the late shift: you were cleaning the tables outside the main building itself.
The sun had set some time ago and the stars were just starting to shine as you cleaned one of the tables with a cloth before moving to the next one. You didn't mind working the late shift, especially when the pay was so good.
After finishing your shift you begin your walk home.
On the way you pass the local park and as you do you see a stunning, young woman walking in the opposite direction to you.
You find yourself blushing as you take in her appearance. Her eyes are a dazzling light blue in colour, and her blonde hair comes down to her shoulders. She's wearing a red, white and blue t-shirt, she is also wearing light blue jeans and American flag themed sneakers. Her sheer attractiveness makes your heart rate increase.
As she passes you her gaze meets yours. She smiles as she sees your flushed cheeks, her own cheeks dusted with a hint of pink.
Realising that you must look quite foolish, gawking at this gorgeous woman who you don't even know. You turn your head back to the direction your walking.
Unfortunately you've been staring at the blonde-haired woman so long that when you do turn your attention back to the pavement, your face smacks into a lamppost.
The sound of your face meeting the lamppost makes the blue eyed woman whirl around and sees you clutching your nose. Her face forms a concerned expression as she approaches you "Dude, you okay?" she asks.
Still clutching your nose you turn to face the American woman.
"I'm fine." you answer.
She steps closer to you and looks directly at you. "Ya sure?"
"Y-Yeah. Really I'm fine" you avert your gaze, trying not to seem foolish despite what just happened just now.
"You're, uh, bleeding... "
"I am?" Almost as if on queue your nostrils starts to drip with blood. "Oh, I guess I am." you offer her a sheepish smile as you reach into your back pocket and pull out a handkerchief to clean up the crimson liquid that that was flowing down your face. "Sorry."
"Why're you sayin' sorry?"
"Well, I'm not exactly making a good first impression" you answer. "I'm sorry if it seems I'm... coming onto you. I-I'm not."
"You're not, huh?" The blue-eyed woman says putting her hands on her hips and a smile placed on her lips. "Shame, I like guys who're clumsy and cute~"
'Wait, is she flirting with me?' You finish cleaning up your nosebleed and put the handkerchief away as you turn to face the gorgeous woman. "I guess I should introduce myself. I'm (Y/n), (Y/n) (L/n)." you say with a small smile as you offer your hand for her to shake.
