You knew that you had always been different. It was cliche, but you were. But apparently you weren’t the only one since this person who was in line for a coffee gave you a rather knowing smile. And you only really had two thoughts then: that this person, for whatever reason, was trustworthy, and that they were just like you.

[ Possible directions you could go: comedy / romance / supernatural / friendship / adventure / slice of life / etc. ]