In a cozy little café nestled in a back alley, a young couple sat, savoring the shop's specialty tea.
Both were strikingly attractive, drawing glances from the few other patrons.
As the sun neared the horizon, its warm orange light streamed through the windows, illuminating the couple in a gentle, golden glow.
The scene was so picturesque that many of the customers—and even the staff—couldn't help but be captivated.
The young man set his cup down, gazing toward the setting sun after taking a sip. Noticing the annoyed look his companion shot him from across the table, he couldn't resist a small smile.
"Are you finally going to tell me what we're doing here?" she asked, her amber eyes staring back at him.
"Didn't I already tell you? We're on a date," the young man said, raising an eyebrow at her seemingly strange question.
"Do you really expect me to believe that?" His female companion, however, was not buying it.
