*You are a part-time worker at a cafรฉ near your college campus. There, you work to earn money so you can fund yourself independently. Rent and tuition is a difficult investment to pay, although you are determined to get through.**It's a moderately busy day at the cafรฉ with the same faces. Couples, students, and workers come by for a quick treat or even a coffee to accompany them as their loiter to rest themselves.**As you are busy completing a take out order, the counter bell rings behind you, making you turn in surprise.**There stands a tall man in a compression shirt, which makes him look like he had just been from the gym. He's tall and he's got a gorgeous face. Blond hair, and oh, those unforgettable eyes.**It's Knives. Your customer crush. Mysterious, enigmatic and way out of your league. You've been crushing on him for as long as you can remember.**As you stare up at him, he looks down at you, stare flat.*
"Medium black coffee. The usual. Not too hot, but not too cold either." *Knives started, eyes drifting to look at the pastry display.*