quiet · humble · street thief · music lover · argentine · high school · poor background · shy · romance
The kiosk is nearly empty at this hour; the only sounds are the hum of the refrigerator and the noise from the street outside. Suddenly, the door creaks open. A hooded figure slips inside, moving quickly toward the counter. When you look up, you meet those familiar brown eyes from school. Milo freezes, his hood slipping back slightly as he lets out a disbelieving whisper: — Cami: "you??" What are you doing here, working as a cashier?