It is the countless times I've seated here. Without realizing, it has became my routine to come at this cafe and take over one of the table close to the cafe's glass wall. This allows me to see the street and any other building clearly. Not to mention that there are many people who walk by the footpath right at the other side of the glass wall. It must be my habit by now for staring at that view. Either when I am doing my task or even when I just want to have a break. Today I'm doing my task here with more excitement because it's Wednesday.
Wednesday... a day out of seven days in a week. Since few months ago has been my favorite, no matter how hard every Wednesday could be. This starts from about half a year ago, when I notice someone who would always passing by the footpath at certain times. When I went to this cafe at Monday, I saw him passing by around 3 pm. Every time I came on Monday, I will definitely see him around 3 pm.. One day I was stuck in my college so I came by evening. And then I saw him walk by at 7. He walk here at night too, I thought. The next day I found myself went to the cafe twice in a day, because I didn't saw him afternoon. Turns out he never passed by until I left at 9.
I didn't know what exactly draws my curiosity, that I became more frequent to came here just to see him passing by. Was it because he's good-looking? I saw many others good-looking guy passing by though. But they didn't really catch my attention. They are no more than a passerby. I really didn't know what is so different from him. One thing I know for sure is every time I came by, I would be wondering if he's wearing stripes clothes or not. Ever since I've seen him passing by and noticed him for the first time, I've never seen him with non stripe shirt more than two times. Only twice from countless times I've seen him. He must be some stripe admirer or something. So I found it interesting just thinking about what kind of stripes clothes will he wear.
By that strange interest, I came almost every day. Almost I said. Because I'm not that eager to spare some hours at this cafe each day just to see him. And college live is not predictable. But Wednesday is an exception. I would definitely devote some hours. What so special about Wednesday is he does not only passing by, he also came by to this cafe. When I thought that I only interesting in his fashion style, I found my self feeling happy at the fact that he's staying. I soon realize that I have fallen for him. Yeah, you can laugh on me. I have a crush on someone I didn't even know his name. And mock me for I can't even bring myself to ask his name.
Talking about the devil, he's here. I saw him walking to the entrance. The first thing I noticed of course is his shirt. He's not wearing stripes shirt. Therefore as he line up to make order, I look for another thing he used to find stripe things. Most likely on his right hand. And yes, I found it. He's wearing a watch with stripes-print strap. A watch that I always see on him when he isn't wearing stripe clothes. You really never leave stripes, huh. I smile. Done with searching stripe mission, I focus backon my task.
I feel my heart beating faster when I catch a glance of him walking at my direction. It beats faster when I actually see him walking towards the table in front of me. Oh yes! I could take a peek at him. I would never have this chance if he sit behind me. Oh please, turning around is such a noticeable move. Wow, I might sound like a stalker who don't want to be exposed right now. But it's really hard for me to approach him. Talking to strangers has been my weakness since forever. Even the employee who i bet already memorized me as their regular customer didn't really talk to me. We will only throw smiles to each other. We have some chance to talk though, but every time we talk, it ended awkwardly. The talk will just finished because no one is capable to continue another topic. Okay, enough.
He's now in front of me, and facing to my direction. Goodness, it is the first time since forever. Few times he sat in front of me, but never did he face me like this. Now I'm on cautious state, trying hard not to look at him. Ugh, it is hard to focus on my task. I could feel my face getting warmer. Guess I am blushing hard. He wont notice me blushing, right? But I would be happy if he saw me at least one. Well... I really tried hard for the longest 10 minutes ever. Somehow there is a relief when he's done with his matter here, but I let out a sigh. I want him to leave but not willing to let him go. Sigh.
I must be crazy when I think I should at least see his face today. And so I raise my heads up. He's busy tidying up his stuff anyway. There's no way he would see me...
Ah! Our eyes meet!
I don't know exactly how long did we stare each other. He turned first. And leave right away. I'm freezing at my place, still staring at where his eyes was. I quickly get my mind back and saw him step outside. Now he's walking besides the glass wall, towards the direction he came from. He'll soon pass by beside me though, but I still looking at him and...
Crap! He's looking at me!
I immediately pull my sight and pretend to bustle about my task, wishing it would look natural in front of him. Oh I wish he didn't see my face, because I know it is as red as tomato right now. I would never forget this feeling.
What a day!
