There's Love At The Coffee Shop

The thick vapor that protruded from a thick cup of black liquid, burst into the walls of my face and finally touched my nose with the aroma of a cafe's coffee. My hands lifted the cup and felt a warm feeling running through each of my throats. I replaced the cup and looked at a sweet-faced girl with dimples and glasses of the latest model box. Her hair is darkly flattened under the shoulders. Her cheeks flushed red as she glanced at me and bowed back with a sweet smile on her pink lips.

"Then how can you meet?" I wipe the girl long. Her name is Flora.
The girl looked up and frowned. Roughly remember what happened in the past. His sharp brown eyes returned to look at me and exhale long before telling a story. She forced a thin smile on her fake-looking lips.

"It all started when the first day I followed Journalist eskul. I was late then. I am very scared. Because this is my first extra. As a normal junior, I still have horror at my senior brothers. If the orientation of the school is removed, not necessarily in the extras too? "I nodded briefly in response. Flora breathed deeply and stared at the huge window of the cafe, which was instantly exposed to the city's lights.



"I really panicked because from a distance, the XI-MIA6 class is full of new kids just like me. Unexpectedly, in the middle of my panic, someone turned the lens on me and perpetuated my delay. I do not care and go into class. Apparently I'm still not too late. Even senior brothers understand my friendship, because this is still the first. I just smiled in relief and returned to remember the stranger.
He took my picture for no reason. My mind went flying. What if my picture gets blown off? What if the boy was a bad guy? What if he intends badly and I can get hurt? But it's just a silly thought of a junior who just entered high school. The young man turned out to be a senior brother. My face flushed with embarrassment as the sister introduced herself in class. His name is Osey Kahlan. A strange name. "Flora smiled a little as she remembered what had happened. But for a second, his face turned grim. He sipped his coffee, which began to cool and pause for a moment. Immerse every core of fluid that goes into her throat.

"The longer you look, the older siblings are getting sweeter. That's where I like it. Every time there is a Journalist escule meeting, I'm always excited. Somehow, just by looking at it alone I was satisfied. But over time, I do not want to just look at it. I do not want to be a stupid girl who admires her secretly. Anyway I must be close to that brother. I should be able to become familiar with it. Well, at least so. "Flora sipped her coffee again and separated half of the cup. His hands were tapping the cafe table in a rage.
He went on, "from there I met Ola. She's a good girl I think. She even wants me to share anything with her. Long story short, we are friendly friends. I tell you everything. Even about my feelings for Kak Osey though. He even promised to get me closer to Kak Osey. Of course I'm happy. Ola is a good friend. That's about my first thought. "

"But the goodness of Ola in front of me is just a rottenness to be more free to approach Kak Osey. She did not really help me. He only told me a glance if he met with Kak Osey or had a chance to chat with him. Until I realized when Ola started to distance me for no reason. He will not talk to me. Let's not talk, I just feel like he was reluctant. Of course I am sad. I do not even understand Ola's reasoning away from me. Until the mask was completely uncovered when the news reached my ears. I even remember how I felt when I heard the news. The news of Ola and Kak Osey are invented. I was really devastated. And I understand, Ola away from me because she does not want me to know her distant relationship. It's so unlucky to betray his best friend. "I sipped my coffee again and left only the dregs. I turned on my laptop that I had been carrying without touching.

After that, I do not know how they continue. I do not want to know and do not want to know. And I am now more understanding and careful. An opponent who 'just' looks good is not really the expected one. Apparently he's a traitor. "Flora no longer looked at me with an expression of annoyance. He had already thrown his gaze far out the window. Again.

I breathed a sigh of relief. My hands are already moving agile in the laptop keyboard. From here I found my star, somehow the bright light came with a bright shine, which has been missing for a few days. Writer block is exactly. I stared at my old laptop screen and smiled looking at the paper on Microsoft Word. "Love In A Cup of Coffee".