Unofficial date

I chuckle a little. I found it!

I enter the caffé and a cute waiter welcomes me. It's a typical Japanese place, where you sit on the floor behind small, tiny tables. The walls are basically windows. They are made out of glass, which also means the whole place is full of sunlight. The air is filled with a relaxed atmosphere, and jazz music in the background makes it really calm here. I look around. Not many people are there. I'm counting one, two, three, four, FIVE?! The guy from the crossing, again! I stare at him for a while, processing if it's really him. He looks back at me, standing there in surprise. I tilt my head and manage to give him a light smile. Trust me, it sounds more awkward than it actually was. He smiled back, so I take that as a success.

Normally I'd be so nervous in the presence of my crush, but today I feel quite compelling. I take out my work, order some coffee and a piece of seasonal pie, and start working on editing my youtube vlog. When I look up from my notebook from time to time, I notice the guy is studying something. He's got these cute black glasses on and he's studying his papers and his laptop screen so closely. He sits on the darker side of this place, where the sun rays can't reach. The way he frowns sometimes while mumbling something under his breath is just adorable.

I smile in my head of how cute he looks, and I'm pretty sure I just blushed. I'm melting right here, and I hope I'm not staring too much. I look back to my screen, only to realise that I might want to take a break from the editing. I shut the notebook, and let the video save to my folder.

I take out my favourite book, and I want to start reading. I get comfortable on my seat, and take the beige, hard-cover book in my hand. The other hand I'm leaning on, my legs crossed. It's hard for me to focus in public spaces. I often feel being observed by others, and I tend to tremble a little. My mind can't really focus on anything else than on if I don't look awkward like this… I read a sentence for the fifth time. Maybe I should stop when I'm uncomfortable. I sit straight, my both hands now holding the book. My eyes already stopped registering the text, and my thoughts stole my mind. They're not even thoughts, just uncomfortable feeling. I want to shut the book, when I finally gather myself together. My breathing slows down.

I order another coffee and dive into the book. And since my second coffee arrived, I've been fully focused on picturing all the places the author was portraying.

Suddenly a figure appears in front of me. I look up, and I feel myself blushing.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt you but I see you like everyday on the crossing, so I thought I'd say hi to you." Says a boy with fluffy, black hair, light brown shoulder bag, beige vest, white shirt and light pants.

I feel my cheeks burning. Oh my gosh, I'm so awkward, but I won't fuck this up.

"Oh hey, I wanted to say hi to you too for some time now. Wanna sit here?" I say with a polite smile, my heart rushing a little bit.

"Sure!" He sits in front of me "I'm Hoshi, nice to meet you."

"Nikko, nice to meet you too"

"What were you reading? You seemed focused on it." He asks inquiringly. His voice remains calm and slow. It reminds me the moonshine. Neat, and tender.

"Oh it's Letters from England from Charles Capek. it's my favourite book actually."

"Really? Why is that so?"

I take the book in my hands and start listing through the old, yellowish pages, looking at it. I begin to talk about the main points of choosing this book as one of my favourite ones. I try to say it as briefly as I can, but I eventually get too passionate. Hoshi leans on his hand, tilts his head and listens to me with a smile.

"and I imagine all he tries to portray so beautifully. It's full of emotions, although the author, to me, seems emotionless."

"It indeed sounds beautiful." He says still smiling, watching my hands that are holding the book. The sun moved and it now shines on me. He looks into blue eyes. The sun beams also hit Hoshi's one side.

"And, do you read?" I ask.

"I do. I love psychological novels, or books talking about psychology in general." Hoshi sits straight, and tucks a hair strand behind his ear.

We talk about books for some time, giving each other casual but honest smiles, being excited about all the things we find we have in common and naturally enjoying this comfortable conversation. It's the moment when you just know you'll never feel awkward with the person. You trust him from the very beginning, and you feel mutual respect and understanding that you don't need to ask for.