Jun 1, 2019
[ 2:25 PM ]
you always spot artist!minghao hanging around the coffee shop, with his head bent down and brows furrowed in concentration while he sketches.
your conversations are often an exchange of courtesies, rarely lapsing into something more, until he chooses to ask you about your day or to show you one of his newest sketches.
one day, when you go to clean up the empty cup he’s left behind, you spot a folded piece of paper tucked under the plate.
it’s a sketch of you, wistfully looking out the window, your hair tucked behind your ears. under it, he’s written: “i’d like to get to know you outside of the coffee shop. text me,” with his number scrawled underneath in thin, neat handwriting.
