Waste it on me | KTH | ✅

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The day you stepped to your legal age, everything seems to be pressure for you. Being the only hope for your grandma, you were ready to take all her burden on your shoulders. Her cafe, was half yours now. With the shop, came responsibilities. The shop which was decorated by your grandma, and your mother's own hands, you were going to handle it with all the determination now.

I'm here to take care of your cafe my heaven angel. You said as you looked at your mom's picture that was kept on your study table, with those deep thoughts that you liked to write down in your personal diary.

A naive girl, with short wavy brown hairs, and busy packed schedule. Simplicity in your veins and the specs being the proof of a book worm, your day went from early morning, waking up then from home to uni, then cafe till Dawn and then the walk back home. All you wanted was sleep and nothing else,
no distractions or disturbances in this already busy life.

"Granny!! I'm here!" You chirped as you just entered the cafe, still panting due to the Sprint you ran from uni to cafe. "Y/n! How's your day? Have you went on a date today?" Your grandma asked with her glistening eyes. "Don't you have any topic other than dating?" You rolled your eyes while keeping your bag aside, hanging below the counter and took out the apron to tie on your waist.

"I'm worried for you only! Till when are you going to spend all your time behind this cafe? Don't you have your own dreams to chase? And what's wrong in dating? See all your friends have a boy with them but you! You should really look out for yourself y/n." Your grandma continuously blabbered while you were arranging the counter.

"Granny, this cafe is my only dream! Don't worry about me, I'm all fine. This cafe is mumma's dream, and will she ever be happy up there, watching her dream being shattered? I can't be that selfish. And don't talk about dating and all, I already ran from uni to here and still got late. Do you think I can handle a boy around myself? It's just time consuming and I lack it so much nowadays so it's a final nah!" You held her shoulders and explained before turning to a customer the other side of the counter, asking for their latte while your grandma whined like a child from the side, still not getting over your denial over dating.

"Excuse me! Hello! Mister!" You ran out from the counter to a boy who was about to step out the cafe, with your book in his hand, which was arranged on the shelf in the shop for customers to read but not take it back with themselves.

"You can't take this with you. I'm sorry but it's my personal collection and if you want, you can read it here but..." You were blabbering and trying to snatch the book away from him but he gripped at it and was trying to explain something but you never heard him.

"But..." He tried. "...no you just can't take it to home like that, it's not meant to take away but I said you can have a read sitting here..." You continued and pulled the book a little harder and finally snatched it away while the stranger guy looked lost, totally lost in a maze. You were still explaining with your hand movements, head swinging up and down and when he looked at your eyes behind the glasses, everything went in slow motion for him, as your wavy strands of hair swayed along the wind and your lips moved with your constant blabbers. You moved a strand of your hair behind your ears while still bickering as for him, a violin started playing in the background and the sweetest melody rang through his ears that he never heard since his birth.

He trailed back to reality when you moved away from his line of sight towards the shelf to put the book back at it's place while he followed you behind with a pink blush and a mischievous smile on his face, "...I know this book is amazing, even I read it 3 times already but sorry it's my personal favorite collection so you can't..." you were about to put the book back in it's place but halted when you saw the book already there. You blinked and glanced several times to both the books and clicked your tongue as realization hit you.