I chuckle a little. I found it!
I enter the caffé and a waiter welcomes me. The air is filled with relaxed atmosphere, and the jazz music makes it very calm. I look around. Not many people is there, but then I suddenly see HIM. The guy from the crossing, again! His eyes meet mine. I'm a bit surprised, but I manage to give him a light smile, and I continue to walk towards the place I want to sit.
It's a typical japanese place, where you sit on the floor,and I choose a place right next to one of the glazed walls.
Normally I'd be so nervous in the presence of my crush, but today I feel quite compelling. I take out my work, order a coffee and a piece of seasonal pie and start working on my vlog. When I look up from my computer from time to time, I notice the guy is studying something. He's got these cute black glasses on and he's studying his papers and his screen so closely.
I smile in my head of how cute he looks, I'm pretty sure I just blushed. I look back to my screen and I shut the notebook, letting the video save to my folder.
I then open my very comfortable book and start reading it. I read it for the second time right now. I'm glad that I don't feel anxious nor being watched reading. I used to worry about this when I was younger, and I could never enjoy reading books in public places.
I order another coffee and dive into the book. And since my second coffee arrived, I've been fully focused on picturing all the places the author was portraying.
Suddenly a figure appears in front of me. I look up, and I feel myself blushing.
"Hey, sorry to interrupt you but I see you like everyday on the crossing,So I thought I'd say hi to you." Says a boy with fluffy , black hair, light brown shoulder bag, beige vest, white shirt and light pants.
I feel my cheeks burning. Oh my gosh, I'm so awkward, but I won't fuck this up.
"Oh hey, I wanted to say hi to you too for some time now. Wanna sit here?" I say with smile.
"Sure!" He sits in front of me "I'm Hoshi, nice to meet you."
"Nikko, nice to meet you too"
"What were you reading? You seemed focused on it." He asks inquiringly
"Oh it's Letters from England from Charles Capek. it's my favourite book actually."
"Really? Why is that so?"
I take the book in my hands and start listing through it, looking on it, passionately talking about all the things I love about it. He leans on his hand, tilts his head and listens to me with a smile.
"and I imagine all he tries to portray so beautifully. It's full of emotions, although the author, to me, seems emotionless."
"You really seem to love it. It indeed sounds beautiful." He says still smiling, watching the book. The sun moved and it now shines on me, and the book. The sun beams also hit Hoshi's one side.
"And, do you read?" I ask.
" I do. I love psychological novels, or books talking about psychology in general."
We talk about books for some time, giving each other casual but honest smiles, being excited about all the things we find we have in common and naturally enjoying this comfortable conversation. It's the moment when you just know you'll never feel awkward with the person. You trust him from the very beginning, and you feel mutual respect and understanding that you don't need to ask for.