Your hair was short, just like your height, at least compared to me.You didn't look Korean either, there was something western european in your face.
Your short brown hair was almost reaching your shoulders and it engulfed your chubby cheeks.
Your face smiled innocently and while I watched you I could see how you still stumbled upon every word you tried to pronounce properly, yet you didn't fear to interact with your customer's and made your Job, your shimmering green-ish eyes were scanning through the whole café and suddenly your eyes met mine.
There was something in them, a feeling that made me feel better, comfortable and woke this urge in me to hold you in my arms and protect you.
And you didn't broke the eye contact instead you shyly smiled, so I guess you liked me back?
