Mornings with you

Esme is a 26-year-old college student in her 2nd year. She lives in Marseille, located in southern France. Going to one of the top 5 best schools in France. Studying art, so that she can get her dream job of: Contorted Realism; Esme had a knack for contorting her art in a way that to the visual eye looked like nonsense, but to look deeper, not into what you see, but what you don't, is the true essence of Esme's art.

Esme had always stopped by this small-owned coffee shop: "Bar à café Liquid Heaven". In the morning, before going to her classes, for 2 years, Esme is well known in the cafe; She was pretty close to the sweet older woman who owned the cafe. "Maman Gioiello," Esme called her.
Esme knew all the servers' names and even had some inside jokes with them. She was often given free coffee and pastries on some days.

But come Winter of 2009, the cafe owner had fallen Ill, her health had been bad for a long time, well before Esme had come along, but she was bedridden and the cafe had felt a bit gloomy without her. One morning, Esme walked in to find an unfamiliar but inhumanly handsome face.

He was tall, standing at an impressive 6 feet, with a physique so well-toned it seemed sculpted by an artist's hands, catching attention effortlessly. His hazel eyes, warm and inviting like a cozy autumn day, held a kind of magnetic charm capable of melting hearts at a mere glance. Every glance at him felt like discovering a rare masterpiece-perfectly balanced and undeniably handsome. His features were sharp yet gentle, a harmonious blend that made it impossible to look away.

It was not just his appearance that captivated, but also the effortless way he carried himself, blending charm with genuine humility.
Esme had not been in a relationship in over 5 years due to the traumatic experiences of her past relationships. But something about this man, Intrigued her...Why?

Esme herself wouldn't even be able to tell you.