There's a coffee shop i really liked to visit while finishing my manuscript. Everytime i went inside the coffee shop, i could saw a guy, he's around my age, wearing black hoodie with blue stripped t-shirt underneath. His earphones are always plugged in and he always put on a cold stare to the window. He's something that i really wanted to know, his beautiful figure drawn out during my spare time as i've finished my manuscript and still wanted to stay here. 

But what's strange from him is: He'll never walked out until i'm walked out from the coffee shop. 

Did he noticed me? 

Or Did he want something from me?

A cup of caramel macchiato would be an answer for every question i really want to know.