You knew every routine sound of the coffee shop; the friendly chatter, the clinking of mugs, and the chime that welcomed each visitor. It became your background music, and he blended into it. 

He glides by every day, headphones in tuning out the rest of the world. Seeing him is a brief moment of peace from the stresses of university. It's just a little crush, yet he has no idea you exist and that bothers you.

The coffee shop down the street has a new barista and he can't stop charming the customers in the drive-thru.