Yo minasan! Before reading the story I just want to warn y'all that as imperfect person as I am, the story is rather flawed especially its grammars and setups, you might also find some plot holes too.

All I ask for y'all if you give this story a chance is I hope for your respect. If this story is not befitting to your taste then please leave the coffee with silence and find other coffee shops that will satisfy you.

Please do read with your own risk. Thank you!

^^^April 2, 2015^^^

To the stranger that I encountered yesterday,

First of all, I would like to sue you for stealing my withered heart. Whether you take responsibility or not, you should take responsibility HAHAHA char.

It was my first time feeling this kind of sensation. A sensation of trembling hands, hot cheeks as if it was from the fresh oven, with a palpitating heartbeat as if I was chased by thousands of wild running cheetahs yet a pleasant touch of emotion. I was confused...and still am.

A hundred what-ifs struck my mind, I was shackled with my own thoughts and realized that I daydreamed between you and me. I don't even know you, It was my first time seeing your existence yet I acted like this. Was this what they called love at first sight?

If so, in what aspect did I love from you? Your physical features? Your tantalizing hazelnut eyes? Your straight nose? Your red boxy lips? Your defined jaw? Your fiction-like beauty? Your style? Your tall height? Or was it that time? After you helped someone without expecting anything in exchange we accidentally locked our eyes together and neither you nor I avoided our gazes for seconds? Was it that time when I realized that a sudden connection tied me to you? An inexistent red string eh?

What great timing. I have actually the guts to feel these things? Ironic.

But really, it's a shame though cause I didn't get a chance to start a conversation and asked your name. If only that woman didn't interrupt us in the subway station maybe I already got your number.

Maybe it wasn't still our time to enter each other's life? But what if? What if we meet each other again? Can I call that destiny? Fate? But surely, if that time will come. I won't just be going to stay still and watch, I'll be going to grab that opportunity to enter your life.

Did I sound creepy? I'm sorry, but promise, I won't harm you.

I'm not a romanticist nor a poet but the moment that I laid my eyes upon you, I realized how sometimes scary a moment is. While the wind of the warm climate blow passes us in just a mere second, the time suddenly slowed and the busy place became silent, the smelly surroundings have suddenly gone and it becomes a surrounding with a fragrance of new bloomed Cherry blossoms. And as if I was bewitched by your existence, my heart skip a beat and my cheeks became hot until our eyes met and you smile at me. I realized that I'm in danger and would cross a path that will lead to risk and sacrifices.

Am I doomed to fall in love with you?

Should I welcome the invitation of destiny or must I ignore it? But can I really ignore it?

Just a mere girl,

Having a wishful thinking about you.

It was sunny, hot, crowded, and noisy and the scent of different things and people was mixed in. It was just a typical scenario of my daily life, being accustomed to walking from my home to the subway station.

This day was nothing special but what makes me wonder was, I suddenly went here early. Am I waiting...looking for someone? Then who? I don't know.

I took a deep sigh, being bewildered by my action. I just shrug my shoulders and decided to wear my black earphone and listen to the songs by Lauv to distract my unusual self.

while the train is not here yet, I choose to stand at the waiting shed and wait. Wandering around, roaming my eyes here and there until my eyes got stuck to a familiar girl.

She's not as beautiful as the models nor tall like a volleyball player but I can't help myself but to continuously stare at her. Why? I don't know.

I was about to approach her but then the crowd flocked in and she suddenly disappeared in my sight. So I just again, took a sigh and did not bother to look for her anymore and just gave up. She's not that important anyway and also the train already arrived.

A few hours later, my day went smoothly. In the morning, I took a extra class because of a failed subject of mine, History. Then, I went to a house to tutor an elementary school kid, and when the night comes away I will go to the coffee shop to work part-time.

"Kuya! Favor! Can you take my place at the counter? It's just for a moment promise! I'm starving right now, I'm just going to eat for a minute"

( Kuya- a Filipino term that is used as a polite title or form of address for an older man)

"Alright"

"Thank you!"

It was already 9:00 in the evening and we were about to close. Fortunately, the cafe is not too crowded right now, so I think we're gonna wrap up early.

"Hi Good evening!"

I was able to lift my head as someone greeted me in front of the counter. And of course, it is an employer's basic etiquette to smile when there is a customer in front of you.

"Good evening Ma'am! Can I take your order please?"

"Right! Can I have your heart?—I mean can I have a strawberry cake and americano?"

"Hot americano or iced americano?"

"Amm I was hoping to have...as hot as you?—charot! Hot americano please"

( Charot- is a Filipino slang that means as 'just kidding' or 'not true. The term charot comes from gay lingo but is now used more in common places.)

"Name?"

"Babe—I mean Bea"

" That's P345.00 Ma'am"

"Here, please keep the change. If you can, can you keep me too? joke"

"pfft—Please just wait at the seat in the corner Ma'am we'll just call your name."

"Ok Thank you"

I just shook my head and inevitably grinned as I prepared what she ordered. Ah yes, she's the woman I saw before. She's weird lol.