How it started..
"Hey, Ashutosh here 😊."
"Hello"
"Do you make paper earrings?"
"Yup"
"😅 I was just curious...how did you start quilling?"
"Ohhh. That started when I was gifted a quilling set...
"......"
".........."
And that was our first conversation.
He told me that he was studying hotel management and was currently working as a waiter at a cafe. I found cafes romantic. I was someone who found romance even where one typically wouldn't look for it. But cafes *are* romantic.
We had been dating online for a year and today we were going to meet. It was weird, I knew. Why I chose him, how did it happen, I could have found someone else offline right? But he was unique, I loved his thinking. He was a rare one. His philosophical conversations interested me and my philosophical stances interested him. He was an odd one and he didn't care that he didn't fit in.
So. Today. I was here, in his city, in the cafe where he worked, waiting for him at a table. He wasn't working today. He had taken an off day specially for me.
"Riku!"
I look up. There he is! That cute grin of his lighting up his face.
To be continued.
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