Chapter 3 - A story that begins with a smile. 🌤✨
Warm sunlight from the window splashed onto the wooden table where the couple were sitting.
It's a light that fits... not hot, not eyes.
Instead, it makes the atmosphere around that table look strangely milder than usual.
Tick up the coffee mug, sip
Try to control your heart not to beat too hard.
But then she had to put the glass down because he was looking at her with a...
Warm until she felt like the earth melted into sugar.
"Is coffee delicious?"
He asked, smiling in the corner of the mouth that makes your heart stumble every time.
Tick nod
"Oh, it's delicious. It smells great."
He nodded pleasantly.
"Well, I want our first meeting to have a nice coffee as a friend."
The words "See you our first time."
Make the cheeks tick up the color again automatically.
Does he know what to say each time it makes your heart beat?
She asked back
"What about you? Do you come to this shop often?"
He shook his face.
"Today is the first day... I didn't even mean to enter the store.
But I don't know... like something pulled me to walk in. "
He put the coffee mug down and looked at her with a sparkling eye.
His tone softened to almost a whisper.
"And now I know why..."
Tick almost lost sight
The heart beat so hard that it felt like it was going to come out of the chest.
The hand holding the coffee mug shook a little, but he saw
He smiled softly.
A smile that is both warm and gentle.
Before speaking in a tone that causes the heart to tick into honey
"You tick... it's cute to be embarrassed."
She barely took the face of the table.
But can only raise your hand and touch your hair gently
"How can you say that?"
He looked at her with no kidding eyes.
Not the sight of a womanizer.
But it's the sight of someone who really sees the beauty in her.
"Then don't answer."
He smiled.
"I'm just saying what I saw."
So the atmosphere is getting softer and softer.
Like coffee in a glass is replaced by a never-spilling sweetness.
Both started talking about work.
The dream story.
Like movies
Favorite food.
And the little things that make you realize...
They have something more similar than they thought.
He likes to listen to ticks speak.
To the point of putting the coffee mug down and the chin foot is listening without obscuring attention.
When you smile, he smiles.
When you make big eyes, he chuckles kindly.
And during a charming stretch of conversation,
He asked in a very serious tone.
"Tick, do you ever believe that some people just meet?
It feels like you've known each other for a long time? "
Tick disruption
Before answering softly
"Now... I'm starting to believe it."
He smiled wider.
That smile made the whole world a little brighter.
"Me too."
At that pace.
The sunlight from the window shone on the table.
Fit as they both make eye contact.
Nobody said anything.
But the hearts of both people know that.
Their love story... has begun as slowly and beautifully as possible. 🫶

















































































