"Um, that'll be me!" a boy with black hair, styled in a bowl cut hair style and dark brown eyes, approaches the counter. We both lock onto each other gazes, eyes meeting with each other, memorized by each other. My mouth slightly opening, whispering a 'wow' as if I never seen anyone like him. Our hearts thumping in sync, while everyone disappears around us, a moment just for the two of us, feels like thousands of sparks just has lit up. "Imagine losing a bet. Couldn't be me." a copper-colored haired boy says, clearly scoffing at the bowl cut boy while interrupting the moment. ------------------------- Whether or not people make eye contact with us, it changes the way that we think about them and their feelings. -------------------------- Cafe au❤️