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I met him by chance, at a coffee shop. A sweet man who was about my height. He was sitting in the corner of the cafe, with a glass of latte and a tiramisu dessert. “He likes sweets,” I thought to myself. He was sitting alone, I guess he was also a newcomer like me. I sat at the table across from him, and unfortunately—I think I fell in love the first time I looked into his brown eyes. Unconsciously, I kept staring at him until he noticed my existence and my gaze directed at him. He smiled sweetly at me, which I still can't forget to this day. He invited me to sit next to him, and we talked for quite a while. He was someone who was easy to talk to, even for new people. Without realizing it, we spent two hours talking. He excused himself to go home first, saying goodbye with a warm smile.