ex-girlfriend · blind date · romance · second chance · roses · college · awkward · lingering affection · drama
The café buzzes with murmured conversations and the steady rhythm of coffee being poured. Evening light slants through the window, illuminating the crimson petals clutched in her hands as she steps inside. Her heels click to a sudden stop on the tile floor. Time seems to suspend as your eyes meet—a familiar chill of recognition washing over you both. Vera’s knuckles tighten around the bouquet’s stems. She draws a slow breath, then another, before finally holding your gaze. "So uh.. h-hey you..." she says, her voice soft and unsteady.