"Good Morning sir! What would you like to order?" I looked up and saw a beautiful boy. His eyes look so endearing. His nose has the perfect structure. His face literally lights up the whole coffee shop. 

"Give me the best you can offer." His soothing, calm voice seemed like music in my ears. Aside from his godly looks, the way he ordered is just so different compared to the other customers I attended to before. Is he really entrusting his order to my hands? Is he for real? 

"It's not the best we can offer, but it is my favorite. Here you go. Have a wonderful day!" I handed him the ice cold cup. In contrast with the freezing temperature that cup possessed, his hands felt warm. His hand is almost twice the size of mine. 

"Caramel Macchiato?" His calm tone changed into something different. 

"I like it." His genuine smile made my heart leap in excitement. How does he do it? Am I just tired or? How is he literally so beautiful? His smile, his stare, his voice. He makes me feel this sense of belongingness. This feeling of comfort.